music: n. hexum; lyrics: n. hexum
(Nicks intro) Yo, word up, I'm talkin to you Makin dope
rhymes, thats what I do Like a madman, you know Im bad, man I
slam, a good goddamn Well I concur so goddamn badly I could just
sit and sing he blues But instead I'll make a fist, yeah And make
my own bad news yeah Take my advice You'll pay the price Make
it funky like this Good god damn Yo, what else is dissin me Thats
right, its pissin me off Rock me baby? What? You dont mean that
crap What the hell, if it sells Damn, you're a sham, No thank
you, ma'am Oh, I get burned badly I could just sit and sing the
blues But instead I'll make a fist, yeah Make my own good news,
yeah Take my advice You'll pay the price Make it funky like this
Good god damn I tell you what All that clar? hey and the nightmare of the
publicity begins this is the time to find who are your true friends I train my
brain to be original build character, aboriginal American music is what i grew
in to to my detractors fuck you I say we fear no evolution stand up musical
co-revolution follow me now when I say we can never stop in we never give cuz
this is how we breathe and live and some of them whine and some of them bitch
they cannot do it we never switch we do it for ourselves, we do it for you, boom
if you don't like it well I hope you do