What are you gonna do to make me hate me I can't see how you can this time A fist full of lies and a verbal decimation It's so sad but keep on trying I got no chains or fancy aspirations But I've still got a losing streak I don't need praise or instant admiration It takes more then you to make me weak
What are you gonna do to stop me this time baby You been trying to funk around my mind lately
Well I'm getting so sick and tired of hearing about it Like I'm not the man and I don't exist You wanna know this and you wanna know things about me But what you're saying always has a vicious poison twist.
Why do you do it to me
Why do you do it to me
You're meesing with my mind