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I heard that payback's a motherfucking bitch
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
It takes up all of my time
And I said

Running from a gun
Or some brain that weights a ton
God it hurts to get so low
Searching through the cars
Cold still searching through the night
I think I'll run to you
But I refuse to fuss and fight

God may find a reason
Well I'm sure you'll find a rhyme
'Cause 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
Sitting in that stolen car
Cold, still rolling down the boulevard
Saw you with a gleam
And the microphone scene
Think I'll run, to you
But I know I won't live for me

I know God's got the reason
And I know I got the rhyme
Tell me, why he takes up all my time
Well I've been drinking, just like you
But baby, you've got something I can use

Payback's a motherfucking blast
I won't stress and I won't blast
And I would not take my life
Glory please, my God
Coming from heaven above
It takes up all of my time
And I said

Running from a gun
Or some brain that weights a ton
You know, I did that line for Flava' Flav
But all the DJs do it
All the DJs use it
I would run, I would switch
But I want to be the same

And I know I'll find a reason
'Cause I always bust a rhyme
'Cause it takes up nearly all my time
The T here stands for treason
The D here stands for dove
And maybe I just use too much
I said maybe I just use too much

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