Don't Tell Me

(album: Twiztid Presents: Year Of The Sword - 2017)

[Monoxide:]
You always on the sideline wit guide lines
Never to help me, but to hate mine
When I pull up baby, its game time
I'm bringing the heat, now that's a flame rhyme
They've been saying we doing it the wrong way
Fuck what dem all say
I wasn't selling back then, and I ain't selling today
I got the family repping for me, we done come a long way
To listen to anybody tell us we didn't innovate
A different kind of music happens
But the ones that feel a little bit different can be an outcast like Andre
Imma big boy with this strong jay
I'm underground like a dead body

[Hook Madrox:]
If you tryna tell me, please don't waste your time, I never listen, I'm
Too busy with my hands in the air, I'm feeling dizzy, I'm
Not tryna hear anything you say, I'm turn the music up
Let the track bump, let the track bump
[x2]

[King Gordy:]
Yeah, uh
Here's a picture with your little sister getting fingered
Insert in the center of her clitoris and then disfigure
Hit her with a clip, kill her, then flip her in the river
In the middle of the winter
Send her on a chilly mission
Bodies frozen, I'm now I'm hoping cops and boats won't find her
Floating, I suppose that's shes decomposing and probably smoking hot
Sorry the bitch cold, this shits bold
Me and Twiztid are still interested in digging in her hole
Minds militant, rhymes ignorant villain with no soul
Find villages, I'm pillaging, sitting on a throne
I'm a ninja made of magic, monoxide its on
Tell Jamie if they say his name again, bitch I'm clapping chrome
I'm the new gutter, its the new summer of sam
Look on the news cover, calling me silence of the lambs
Mixed with the blues brother, show my true color
Cut the horns off, still more evil than Lucifer

[Hook x2]

[Boondox:]
Look at the blood line, see I ain't playing
Listen a lil better and you'll hear what I'm saying
We ain't going no where, this is another evolution
When the whole scene was ready for another revolution
And we shaking it up
Why they shaking like a seizure
They keep bumping out shit, while we bumping out the speaker
And we deep and don't need ya, when we spitting like walls
while we walking on water they all swimming for their life force

[Madrox:]
Don't tell me when I succeed, I'm nothing more than a sellout
They ain't telling me keep it real to the ass and reality fellout
Don't tell me to never change, Imma season inside a fitting room
Trying on whatever makes me happy, to find a better mood
Don't tell me to choose, I'm finna be and hard to please
Don't tell me how to act, how to look, or who to be like
Don't tell me tell me to wait for tomorrow cuz I'm living it today
They can try to tell me, but I ain't listen anyway

[Hook x2]