[Intro]
Three 6 Mafia! Good Charlotte
Hypnotize Minds, that executive
Some real shit man, let's drop it
Let's go!
[Chorus: Good Charlotte]
You know I can't live my life, workin' no 9 to 5
No matter what they say, I'm doin' it my own way
Cause time ain't on my side, and they don't understand
Forget what people say, I'm doin' it my own way
[Verse One]
So many shysters in my ears fool, tryin' to pop it
On my new fame, they will put new hands in my pocket
Standin' in the rain buck in hand man, about to cock it
I take another one they wanna be up out the rocket
I can't understand why they even wanna see me broke
Wanna see me choke off my own blood from cuttin' my throat
I always wanted the money fame wasn't worth my while
That's why I wore a mask on the front of "Mystic Stylez"
But one night in March 'round the sixth, my life changed in a sec
Whether for better or for worse I can't answer that yet
But I'll go to the pen before I lose my ends
Murder one, one of you hoes tryin' to get me for my Benjamin's
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
In the field, it's real, slip up, get killed
Get robbed, get stuck, get messed off in a deal
These kids, are gone, on meth, and pills
That's why, I pack, I carry, the steel
I'm posted, in the hood, got green, I'm good
Trap house, no doubt, is where, I stood
Got gwap, got hot, till shop, got popped
These snitches, time cuts, it won't, ever stop
The times ain't gon' change change long as cocaine 'caine
Goes up the nose nose fries a nigga brain brain
See 'em in the mornin' time tryin' to catch a train train
Back out on the block (block) doin' the same thing thing
[Chorus]
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written by PAUL BEAUREGARD, BENJI MADDEN, JORDAN HOUSTON, JOEL MADDEN, JASON EPPERSON
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