Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Stones on the Dance Floor


They want me to give y'all some shit to dance to, some uptempo shit...

Label owners hate me, I'm raising the status quo up, so what?
Niggas mad I decided to grow up, showin up,
No cuts on the wrist after an argument; I started it
Life is a chick playing hard to get, so I get pissed off and I call her "bitch",
Then she threatens to leave, then we get up and leave
Meet up with death in that breeze to get us some tea
You better believe - cash ain't the root of all evil, it's a nuisance while being a root canal
When the dance didn't move around...you like lyrics? I suggest that you sit down.
All I do is say the truth then bow; you should be used to it by now.
So ladies, back it up on your man or somethin'...or just stand for something.

I don't wanna be a millionaire,
I barely wanna be alive
I don't know who really cares
What do people see inside, when they look in my eyes?
When they look in my eyes?

Looking at my life and the places I've been,
Escape this head and live within space
Great with the pen, no breaks, no way
I don't give pounds, I give shakes of the hand to any man man enough to face the face,
Never seen, never even thought about
Call a waterspout, the web's oversaturated,
Magic is made when I be rapping this way
Half a Xanax and sit back and rattle the cage
They cool, cause they stuck in that pit, but pissed...
Cause they know they not fuckin with this.
A&R saying, "Charles, just make a hit! Fuck with the public, cuss, get a grip!"
The I see the product of serving the common folk;
I don't know, maybe stupidity means a lot of dough.
Well, until the day I go I gotta flow - just being honest.

I don't wanna be a millionaire,
I barely wanna be alive
I don't know who really cares
What do people see inside, when they look in my eyes?
When they look in my eyes?

They say,
"Gotta get money, gotta get hoes, gotta get everything before the bank clooose!
Gotta get money, gotta get cars, gotta be everything to make you a star!"
Or do I?

I don't wanna be a millionaire,
I barely wanna be alive
I don't know who really cares
What do people see inside, when they look in my eyes?
When they look in my eyes?


Lyrics brought to you ALL By

Jonathan Brown
Twitter: @jonbrown