Three Dollar Bill Y'All$
Intro
Use your vehicle of salvation, my brothers, go buy a gun. And go give that gun to Jesus and say "Jesus...you go kill the deciples of Satan and you kill the nazis, Jesus." Gimme an amen. Amen. Gimme a hallelujah, brother. Hallelujah. Feel the pain of sweet Jesus. Gimme another amen. Amen. Gimme another. Amen. You've got to kill the noise. You've got to kill the pollution of Satan, brother, gimme a hallelujah. Hallelujah. Have you been healed? Have you been saved? Has it happened to you, brother? Thank the lord. Praise the lord. I love Jesus. I love Jesus. Kill the pollution...pollution
Pollution
Come on fool aw...aw...aw
drop that shit straight comin' at ya
punk the greatest side is critical when digging
on my concept rhythms keep on building
like smoke got'cha running from the law
maybe it's that low end smothered with the freestyle maybe it's the thought of being on the
bottom of the pile style's bound to the sky lines
keep 'em on the sidelines choking on my fly rhymes
you need the Heimlich maneuver this ain't no joke you're gonna choke
when I'm swinging it to ya
{chorus}
when do you decide (you decide)
then you can know in your mind (you decide)
when do you decide I'll probably never understand pollution
you preach the noise about the words
that you don't wanna hear pollution
I keep the grip tight on the mic when I spill pollution
you preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear pollution
I keep that grip real tight breaker, breaker one nine
spitting out that skill
suicidal punk let me know you're real
I'm walking on a thin line with the sticky bass line now you're stuck with the flow running through your mind
so if you're crossing over, let me know you're real ?????? now you get the feel
I rumble like the thunder now you're going under I bet ya wonder
what the fuck is even going down I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain
I can't refrain from bringing on the pain
{chorus}
so when they tell me to turn down that volume I'm gonna bring that beat back
and when they tell Sam to turn down that bass I'm gonna bring that beat back
and when they tell me to turn down the vocal I'm gonna bring that beat back
and when they tell us to shut the fuck up I'm gonna bring that beat back yeah, gonna bring that beat back aw
gonna bring that beat back fuck
gonna bring that beat back yo, yo, yo
J bring that beat back
{chorus}
I'm gonna bring that beat back I'm gonna bring that beat back
I'm gonna bring that beat back, beat back
Bring that beat back, beat back 2x
back [repeated a bunch of times]
(Fred shut up, alright)
(this is me telling you to shut up...shut up)
(Fred, shut the fuck up)
Counterfeit
Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit, you're freakin' me out you wear a mask - 5x
freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit, you're freakin' me out you wear a...
fake hey man wake up and smell the concrete
strange to see you've changed
like the LB could be identity crisis but I can't buy this
reality bites but that's what life is pitiful you,
your hideous behavior hate what God gave ya,
fakin all the flava artificial minds seekin out the new trends
get in where you fit in
quit thinkin like a has-been diggin
in my culture let me let your punks know I'm an old school soldier with the funk flow
a damn shame you wanna change yourself
{chorus}
because you're sick of yourself well I'm sick of you too, fake you're a, a counterfeit, fake you know we figured you out well I'm sick of you too, fake you're a, a counterfeit, fake I wonder, I wonder I wonder what it's like to be a clone doin' nothin, nothin' on my own alone in your misery, you're bitin on my new style filed as a counterfeit,
going down in history as nothin but a copy cat (copy cat) so if your fakin that you're phat
you need a ballbat right where your head is at
all your desperation causes separation now I grab the mic to intimidate your weakness
screams from the limp on your siren
phonies get the hint quick smacked with funk flick pain
for the fakers fame can't maintain
{chorus}
all these phonies you disregarded your life (disregarded your life) you disrespected your friends (you disrespected your friends)
you've even stolen your appearance (stolen) from hangin out with my family but I should have never dropped my guard (shoulda never dropped my guard)
so you could stab me in the back (stab me in the back) but you were faking me out (you were faking me out)
just faking me out you wear a mask (you wear a mask)
freaking me out you wear a mask called counterfeit, you're freaking me out you wear a mask called counterfeit - 6x
now you're steadily startin to change
you wanna rearrange
your lifestyle with live like the wild child
with the vibe alive you could lie to try and be so fly
a lie but you deny you're a fake
you know we figured you're a phony (fake)
you know we figured you out (fake)
you know we figured you out, figured you out, figured you out fake [a bunch of times]
Stuck
Psycho female blowin up the phone line
you need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time
I've been slammed with some bad luck soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck
buck and now you duck duck goose
I'm lettin' loose with the thirty odd freestyle labeled hostile by my profile
must be all the madness you and all your tactics jonesin for my cash
got to make them pockets super phat
hey I'm a humble man kicking out the jams like a tramp I'm gonna stick it like a stamp
to this business what's with all the business I get paid to take the microphone
and slay the stage stay away from all the bros. in my band
and all the fans and all my friends
is when the cash is coming in or i'll be slammin them balls to the wall with the ink on my flesh
and the yes, yes y'all no 9 to 5, I'll still survive
I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ that's all we need
another bad seed planted on this earth motivated by greed
{chorus}
you wanna play that game bitch you take a dash for my cash
it's your ass that I'm blasting boy
you wanna play that game bitch you take a dash for my cash
it's your ass that I'm blasting you're bad luck
you're so...stuck stuck
deep down in that hole again
stuck you got your brain on my green again stuck
you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head
you don't even know all I wanted was a Pepsi,
just one Pepsi far from suicidal still I get them tendencies bringing back them memories
that I really miss when I reminisce
rocking back in the '80's live my attitude to do or die once I was a maggot
now I'm just super fly bound for the boundaries
no limits G phat ass rhythms driven by my destiny
your style's in my pocket proclaimed to regain that essence pressin cause i'm hostile labeled by my profile in deed I am I am indeed hostile when it
comes to greed {chorus} aw yeah, ain't nutin' like a greedy bitch
diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin'
so deep for that green
all I know, all I know, that you must be fucked up in that head
I got a little problem,
just one question,
beyatch
why, why you wanna be like that why,
why you gotta be like that
you wanna be like that why, why you wanna be like that - 2x why, why you gotta be like that why,
why you wanna be like that,
why the fuck you wanna be like that why,
why you gotta be like that,
why the fuck you wanna be like that why, why, why, why, why you gotta be why, why, why,
you wanna be like that why, why, why
you gotta dig in my business you fucking whore
stuck on yourself, you are you take a dash for my cash
it's your ass that I'm blasting
stuck on yourself, you whore you take a dash for my cash,
it's your ass that I'm blasting you're bad luck, you're so...
stuck stuck deep down in that hole again,
stuck you got your brain on my green again
stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so
stuck in your head you don't even know live on tape beyatch,
don't fuck with us
Nobody Loves Me
Shut up I'm so sick of them deadlines
I cannot stand why them maniacs are in them headlines and even though I don't' know ya through my lyrics I'll show ya the sanity's over cuz people say I'm bugged out ?????
my business, stay the fuck out
all I know is that the beat goes on and on (beat goes on)
and will be the same, 'til the day I'm gone
{chorus}
nobody loves me, nobody cares
nobody loves me, nobody owes me a thing
nobody loves me, nobody cares
nobody loves me, maybe I'll go eat worms
I'm so sick of the world now it's all those people attacking my identity
now the enemy's running at the mouth again
saddle up when you step into the south,
my friend you're the big one,
you're the good one I'm the bad one,
that's so sad son cuz I'm running
no where you see the black sheep
everywhere you need to drop that guard man,
it ain't that hard
{chorus}
now what's the matter with this
someone's sure to find me no exceptions for this (no exceptions)
so many times I fall through
no one has ever warned me life seems so meaningless when ??? your inner strength
ohh, I'm such a piece of shit oh, you're so perfect - 2x
oh, you're so much better than me
so much better than me you suck!
nobody loves me, nobody cares
nobody loves me, maybe I'll go eat worms
Sour
Mellow out bitch I thought I knew ya
took the time to throw my lovin' into ya
screw ya cuz now you got me sittin in the sewer
I'm through with all them roller coaster rides see,
I ain't forgot about the knots that you been tieing with my insides
I dropped my pride without you I was sure to die
I tried with cash and all I could,
to make it last now
I accepted that was in the past
I know you love me loved me like a piece of trash
but at first you were so sweet couldn't go without seein your face
for an hour
so sour
it all became a hassle you were even living in my castle
just to use me and verbally abuse me
that's not the way I'm running my shop
it took a while to see the light before I stopped
and you got dropped off
it's over, probably I'll be sweating it
but in the long run you'll be the one regrettin' it
maybe you won't, maybe you will but baby,
you're still about as real as a three dollar bill {chorus}
no one to blame but you
look at them
blame me ohh ohh,
I sound like a bitch a little bitch in heat with all that anger that I'm feelin'
bitch I think it's heat another spit tale
just another spit tale
thanks for the lesson now get your shit and hit the trail
we know I'm coming from the old school
you damn fool
intensity is something that I'm made of
and certainly I'm not afraid of
a little smack in the face
thanks for the taste
{chorus}
Stalemate
It's not my mind (5x)
J and I get a little bit
your veins flow with poison please acknowledge my present
this precious gift that I behold discarded like trash to dominate,
it's in your nature, you selfish brat
{chorus}
I can't believe you had me strung out all over you
like that one minute you're sweet the next minute you're sour
I taste the envious predictions, change with each hour
I've seen this before, you even decide to step into my little world
strange things occurring happening over and over and over again
now bitch you are cruelty you bark your orders with such a degrading dialect
{chorus}
one minute you think you're all this the next minute you think you're all that
but your playin' with the nova momma didn't show ya how to take it,
you can by the man when it's over
i'll be hunting you down waiting for the pay back,
you frown begging me for your mercy I ain't down with the sympathy
you see and I always remember your tender love wipe me under the rug
just so you can step on my spine
I'm gonna get mine - 2x
Reminds me I'm gonna get mine
I wish I was wasted
I'm gonna get mine. I'm gonna get mine
I'd like to rearrange your face
I'm gonna get mine. I'm gonna get mine... you're so sweet - 3x
I'm gonna get mine - 3x
I'm gonna get mine. I'm gonna get mine I'll rearrange your face I'm gonna get mine
I'll rearrange your face I'm gonna get mine you're so sweet - 3x
you're always right and I'm always wrong not my mind
that's why I love you so much not my mind
you're so sweet not my mind
I love you not my mind you're so sweet not my mind
I love you not my mind...
Clunk
Clunk - 7x
hey mister, elevate that mic ???
you might need to rest up or pump that chest up
because that mental is fading,
ego you overplayed it you busta
you just can't be trusted the drama,
your mama must've really been disgusted
{chorus}
but you got no clue
always screaming everybody owes you
well kid I never did,
and never will
it's gone too far it's gone too far and it's on
(well it's gone way to far punk)
I never did well
I never did kid it's gone too far
fuckin' punks been bringing all the funk in knowing you man
you're probably not thinking
got you lip syncing there it goes flying over that head
you'll be crying
lying in your death bed now you're just a reject
Gotta go to Mc'y D's just to gain a little respect
{chorus}
you need to drop that freakin' ego before you crash
before the headlights are simply glaring in your eyes
and you're goin down
what's the matter with the life that you're leadin'
when you're bleedin'
everyone's thinking how much they hate you
it's not to late dude,
just that time for you to zip up that girl take a deep breath,
look around,
ain't nobody left just a target,
bullseye still you walk around in a gown like a clown
in a force field see I'm not crazy,
you're the one who's crazy institution bound to be the only way that we can even solve this
had about as much as I can take so do yourself a favor
Faith
Well I guess it would be nice if I could touch your body
I know not everybody has gotta body like me
but I gotta think twice before I give my heart away
and I know all the games you play because I play them too
oh, but I need some time off from that emotion
time to pick my heart up off the floor
when that love comes down without devotion
well it takes a strong man baby but I'm showin' you that door
cuz I gotta have faith gotta have faith - 3x
baby, I know you're askin' me to stay
say please, please, please don't go away
cuz you're givin' me the blues
baby, you mean every word you say
can't help but think of yesterday
and another who tied me down to lover boy blues
before this river becomes an ocean
before you pick my heart up off the floor
when our love comes down without devotion
well it takes a strong man baby but I'm showing you that door
I gotta have faith Gotta have faith (3x)
get the fuck up!
I gotta have faith faith - 2x
Am I a freak in the darkness
Who am I a misfit
You speak with opinions
To seek in so deep
But it's alright
Well your just an allusion
Confused by your narrow mind
Reality is up ahead in the distance
But that lack of persistence has left you behind
Now you're reaching for your sanity
Cause you're afraid of me, so don't fuck with me
You wanna ask me a question, well I got a question
How much longer can I tolerate this shit
Ego's trip when you're livin' on the flip side,
drop out of a uterus, and god damn I see ya pointin' your finga
You stereotype me, cause you don't like me
Well you don't even know me, punk
You don't know me
Stink Finger
I've seen your campus
and thinking I've been there before
you know someting, I live in this pig pen
this filthy pig pit next door
another stench of my auroma
stick that nose up in the air
is that the excuse you use to ruin me
--chorus--
I need to get you outta my way
pack them bags boy get the fuck outta here
need to get you outta my way
love thy neighbor, love my neigbor
yeah right_right
yo J, drop that one down
your existence means less now that it probably ever has before
you've got your head up your ass
out of your mouth comes nothing but shhhhhh
still I listen, I absorb
you amuse me idiot
all bent outta shape
'cause i piss on your gate
--chorus--
I need to get you outta my way
pack them bags you boy get the fuck outta here
need to get you outta my way
love thy neighbor, love my neigbor
right_right
and you don't stop
and we won't stop
that's right
and you can't stop
this shit, it just won't stop
let's take it to the curb if you can stand it, put yourself in my position man -repeat x2
let's take it to the curb, put yourself in my position man
ahh, take it to the curb, put yourself in my position man
punk, how you wanna take it to the curb
ahh, you wanna take it to the curb
ahh put ya, put ya, ahh, put yourself in my position man
man, punk, you're gone
break, break, break
and you don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
got it
stinky, stinky finger
and you don't -repeat x2
Indigo Flow
Yo what up
got Christian and Dino in the house
Fear Factory action kick off this new joint
here for all my homies
separating the true breeds my friends and my family
had the vision when the bounds now it's blowing up
props to the Field Dog
with the funk through the campaign gold records and Champaign
Everlast for the tour on St. Patty's
Chino, man we had a blast with ya
Deftones rock that microphones
daily props to the maestro
Ross your an angel
hey DJ wanna play that song
Lethal we love you like a brother want to take a trip to the
Flip side Jordan nothing more then I could say
see ya walking hand in hand with the prophet
Danny you took us to that
fat man Harry,
Tyler props for the golden introduction we're coming from
the town of the unknown
Jacksonville's on the map look us up
raising eyebrows with the Jaguars kid better watch out line 'em up cheetah
(indigo) yo Richard, Rob and Chuck
(indigo) hook it up when I walk out on stage
all headaches go away got the back from the sickest road crew
Chris and Bobby for sticking to it
Sugar Ray taught me life was all about drinking
bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yea to the funk
doobi thanks for showing up all my brothers in KoRn
I love you dad and momma
I'm coming home
what up to my girl Sage
Shawn, Teddy Swoze
Indigo Ranch alive with the vibe
Grun Dig Danny in the Milk Bar
Terry Parker you know what's up
dialed into The Planet and God I love you
Leech
Tell me why ya came,
tell me why you're here
tell me why your voice is always ringing in my ear
you wanna be the man
hangin with my crew
who the hell are you
though I see you're always at my shows,
always with my bros.
always finding places where I think nobody goes
I can't seem to shake you from this
so now I have to break you from this
{Chorus}
Can't you just let me be
leech aw,
get it straight can't you take a hint,
thought you had a friend that's such a shame that you're coming around again.
and I'd really love to take ya out like Chuck Norris
instead I'd kick 'em with a vocal,
slap 'em with a chorus
Man I really shouldn't have to beg
What makes me sick is when your mommy and daddy hit the bed
oh you say you'll not get that picture
so I'll frame this scripta
to grip ya
{chorus}
stop sticking around - 3x
Everything
I'm so frustrated. Someone's making me so...
Sick inside. Oh, go with your heart,
Go with your heart... Yeah, right.
You're tellin' me...
I'm just not good enough for you.
Let's change. Let's be something we're not.
And become what everybody else...is.
Aw, so much...builds up inside.
It's fuckin' rediculous.
I don't know how I should...
Freak the fuck out on you.
I just sit back and laugh.
Cuz you want more.
You don't have anything.
But me...me...I have everything.
Yeah, I have everything.
What more could I ask for...?
Nothing...at all...
Why did it have to be this way at tha end?
Why did it have to be this way at tha end?
