These Days

Girl, you got too much time on your hands, You ain’t got no time for romance Better get a job,You don’t need a man, Get a hobby and a 5 year plan It’s 3 in the mornin' knockin' on my door, When you giving up the goods, Oh yea I’ll take more So cracked out you sweatin' up on my floor, I’d hate to see that pretty little face, In the city morgue There’s a sicko out there, He ain’t livin' on prayer, He a maggot wit a maga hat on, yuh There’s a sicko I swear, And he’s pickin' on squares,In a circle ah corrupt cons, yuh I don’t know what else to do But put a gun to yo dome So damn greedy, I just wanna take I don’t earn what I want Take what I want and run Take what I want and run Take what I want and run Take what I want and run Take what I want and run Take what I want and run Take what I want and run That’s what we doin' these days Man, you need to stop chasin' pussy, Pick up some heavy weight, Stop eatin cookies Start to refocus on what is important You rookies, complain bout nobody book me, yo This ain’t a game it’s a business Nobody to blame, not a witness, Ain’t no fitness You are the definition ah Simpin', Predictable just like the Simpsons Gotta voodoo doll, An Albuterol, I recruit um all, Tellin tall tales at ya FunerALL In general, I inject um all, When I’m playin pong, yuh We got the synergy, Spread um just like a centipede, Copy cat just a like parakeet I don’t proofread, Drinkin' a lotta whiskey, That’s my chemotherapy Take what I want and run Take what I want and run Take what I want and run Take what I want and run Take what I want and run That’s what we doin' these days