Lyrics

Do What They Say

I Guess its true what they say now babe
You're gonna do what they say
And everybody now frontin around you got something to tell you
But that ain't the way

Little girl lost in the world family a make her earl,
Friends a tell her take dis here to elevate her state to pure,
Smashin Jimminy cricket back wit a broken nose,
Twinkle toesin over hosin honest John to fawn her broken hopes,
Raves every other night is righteous,
Followin the music makers poppin what da dudes a gave her,
Think she rollin high ball Addicted to a scene,
Swept into the depths meanwhile losin her bein,
Change to aimless then exchanged friends for new acquaintances,
Backed into her corner of depression seekin maintenance,
Thinks she's jinxed tradin g's for shrinks pussy for minks,
Self identity for what they think,
OD's and rehabs, Oldies a see that, she ain't in no shape for degrees or J.O.B.S.
Need a quest without the Peyote Yo stop runnin, Don't you know that nobody's comin?

I Guess its true what they say now babe
You're gonna do what they say
And everybody now frontin around you got something to tell you
But that ain't the way
You know its true what they say now child
You gotta do what they say
And if you standin round waitin for someone or something to save you
No that ain't the way

You only free as the system You livin in,
You can fight run hold on or give it in,
You can get busy livin start hustling,
You can get busy dyin fear factor in,
You can get busy for da sake a pitchin in,
You can get busy on a innovative tip,
You can run to da city toss up yo bid,
You can run to da mountains and da villages,







Just make sure you livin while you livin,
Packed into sober livin GR on imperial givin,
8 tryin to doze while da helicopters circle round,
Murk around liquor capers quick to later lurkin town,
Gas stations exploded by da PO,
Later on the spot was raided by da PO's
Shit yo, some fool OD'd in da can,
Wit his toucan sam in a can a black jam,
Hardy Hardy Har ain't no caviar,
Or a soup kitchen foo snickin bread in a jar,
No take backs on the way back I can playback
Visceral inner audio monologue tape tracks,
On the reel to reel separating edits wit a razor
Like a fiend tryin to clean pipes and light the best hits,
Best bits most the time is traded for some cheap thrills,
I'm a reel the deep fills and keep the beats unique feel,

I Guess its true what they say now babe
You're gonna do what they say
And everybody now frontin around you got something to tell you
But that ain't the way
You know its true what they say now child
You gotta do what they say
And if you standin round waitin for someone or something to save you
No that ain't the way