| What you got for me, What you got for me, |
| What you got baby, What you got for me All my time is wasted, I wish I could replace it What you got for me Depressed, stressed, from the neck up |
| I’m so fed up of people trying to tell me To keep my head up I can’t get up, I’m so fed up, |
| I’m sick & tired of this thing |
| They call the big setup |
| Well I’ll be swinging my dick in the thick of it As the shit goes down |
| And as the shit goes down |
| Yes, well I’ll be looking in the mirror, clear as day |
| The only words out my mouth that I got to say is You mother fuckers wanna step to me, you’ll see |
| What you got for me, What you got for me, |
| What you got baby, What you got for me, |
| All my time is wasted, I wish I could replace it See the conception of your persons got you |
| Feeming upon your being |
| Acting up, yeah get it right you live your life |
| In silent screaming |
| And keep thinking about what you’re |
| Dreaming & believing |
| Only when I sit back it keeps repeating |
| But one things for sure, in the end it’s all clear |
| That growing up in the city as a kid with no fear |
| I might have done some shit back |
| When I was young & in the day |
| And for that every single day I still pray |
| You mother fuckers wanna step to me, you’ll see |
| Please, you could never get with this I mean please |
| So what you got for me All my time is wasted, I wish I could replace it All this time is wasted |