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I heard that payback s a mother fuckin bitch
But I won t stress and I won t switch
And I would not take my life
Glory please my God the only thing on my mind
Takes up all of my time
And I said ooh!
Running from a gun
Or some brain that ways a ton
And my God it hurts to get so low
Searchin through the cars
Cold still searchin through the night
I think I will run to you but I refuse to fuss and fight

And God may find a reason
Well I m sure you ll find a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
He who stands for freedom
God knows I ve got the number
But maybe I just use too much

I was sitting in that bar
Now I m sittin in that stolen car
Cold, still rollin down the boulevard
Saw you with a gleam
And the microphone scene
Think I will run, to you
But I know I won t live for me
Cause I know God s got both, the reason and the rhyme
Please tell me, why he takes up all my time
I ve been drinking, just like you
And baby, you ve got something I can use

Payback s a mother fuckin blast
But I won t stress and I won t blast
And I would not take my life
Glory please, my God, comin from heaven above
Takes up all of my time
And I said

(Why must I feel like that?)

Running from a gun
And some brain that ways a ton
You know, I did that line for Flava Flave

But, all the D.J. s do it
All the D.J. s use it
I would run, I would switch
But I wanna be the same
And I know I ll find a reason
Cause I always bust a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
The "T" hear stands for treason
The "D" hear stands for dove
And maybe I just use too,
Maybe I m just used too much
And maybe I just use too much.