| Back beginning in college, and it’s been a minute since then
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| But the principal challenge, it ain’t really that different
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| It’s about me not repeating myself at all
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| Or at least repeating myself the least amount possible
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| The reason being is that we need some songs
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| That lead us off the beaten path between my rhymes
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| But listen though, it’s difficult nowadays
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| To really go against the grain, get you some accolades
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| Especially with these frigid, finicky, fickle-ass motherfuckers
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| Think they finally figured you out, the fake-ass fuckers
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| Stop complaining (I know, it’s just that certain shit pisses me off)
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| Stop complaining (What am I gonna do? I mean)
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| Man, fuck that shit, I pay my taxes when I’m asked to
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| I’m not enthusiastic about it, but shit I make it happen
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| Yeah, it’s last minute, but goddammit they cash it
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| «This is fiscal harassment! |
| They keep touching my assets!»
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| Now I imagine I might be feeling different about it
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| If it was given outright, witnessing it helping somebody
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| But it just so happens in life, the school district’s too crowded
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| There ain’t no teachers in sight, that’s why the kids are so rowdy
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| I just imagine some asshole with glasses on up at the capital
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| One of a thousand pawns packed in an office, cramped up like animals
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| Pictures of his sister, his mixture Lhasa Apso poodle
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| His 2.6 kids and the missus thumb-tacked to his cubicle
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| So damned detached from the average man’s planet he can’t fathom
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| That we can ever be anything other than stats, fat and taxable
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| He’s getting his usual, ritual two o’clock cup of noodles on
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| Fucking you with your W-2, with his John Denver music on
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| «Hey, umm… Ooh, I love this one. |
| Hey Lil? |
| Can you get me the file on…»
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| «Blah blah blah blah blah?»
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| «Yeah, he’s making a little too much money»
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| Stop complaining (I know, ladies, it’s just)
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| Stop complaining (I'm trying, I’m really trying)
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| Stop complaining (Yeah I know, let’s give it)
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| Stop complaining (I wonder what do they say about me?)
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| Is he a role model we can all follow full throttle
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| So we don’t bother having to create our own model
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| That we go by — A fall guy I can hold accountable?
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| 'Cause I don’t want to hold the bottle for my own child
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| Is it really my place to raise little Billy
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| When Hilly and William should be building with him in the living room
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| Instead of bailing on him, alienating him, basically failing him
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| Sending him sailing on a mission to oblivion?
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| Then, inevitably on his day in court and Billy ain’t to blame
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| The bailiff asks him to raise his arm and say his name in court
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| Of course his parents ain’t in court, they play it off
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| Saying it ain’t his fault
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| Blame it on Asia Born or his favorite artist
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| Beg your pardon?
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| Now, I do admit that in the music business
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| People do and say some really stupid shit
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| Kids are zooming in and using what we do and say
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| I can see how you can say «Do not abuse your influence»
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| But to all the Hillaries and the Williams of the new millennium
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| If you really aren’t feeling if living with the children will be a fulfilling
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| experience
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| Or something you envision yourself willingly
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| And unconditionally committed to from the beginning
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| Maybe you shouldn’t be bumping bellies from the giddyup anyway, dummy
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| Stop complaining (Well, for now)
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| Stop complaining (Man, you stop complaining)
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| Stop complaining
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| Stop complaining (Whatever) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stop Complaining , by - Lyrics Born. Song from the album Later That Day..., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп