Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They Try To Tell Me, artist - PEZ
Date of issue: 03.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
They Try To Tell Me |
Ayo, I walk in the room like «'60 is here!» |
I keep on saying it till somebody gives me a beer |
Yeah, a comfortable style, wonderful smile |
You don’t like me, you’re stuck in denial |
Yeah, I walk in the room like «PEZ is in the room» |
Make the most of it people, I’ll be exiting it soon |
Ridiculous flow, bitch you should know |
There isn’t anybody better that’s why everybody says it |
(Forthwrite) It’s PEZ homie, you know me |
The dude walking the club in the fluro jeans |
Yeah, don’t even act like you don’t know '6 |
When you go sick that your throats go… |
Hearing rude folks boo us |
That’s like having 2Pac fans in the Ku Klux Klan |
Yeah, it doesn’t happen because you love rappin' |
So much that even if you don’t you still go nuts |
They try to tell me what to say (Wanna critique our songs) |
They try to tell me to write, but what do the people want? |
They try to tell me what to say (Yeah) |
But I write |
I write what I like |
If you say you don’t support Aussie Hip-Hop |
Who gives a fuck, at least four ockers pissed off |
They keep saying to us «stay underground» |
Why the fuck would be do that? |
We wanna make money now |
Yeah, I think I want a figure around eight-hundred-thou' |
'Cause I’m getting sick of living in the same fuckin' house |
I need something bigger than the place I’m in now |
'Cause I want a lot of space when my mates come around |
Now you know I’m out to get dough from the get go |
I wanna slick sick flip phone with a ringtone (Ha) |
So everybody thinks I’m rich when I ring home (Okay) |
And I can ball out (Yeah) till I fall down |
Ayy PEZ, I can lip read (Yeah?) |
You see that dude talkin' to his mum now, I know exactly what that shit mean |
You think I’m in need? |
Bitch pleaseI just moved to Switzerland to make heaps of |
cheddar; |
Swiss Cheese |
They try to tell me what to say (Wanna critique my songs) |
They try to tell me to write, what do the people want? |
They try to tell me what to say () |
But I write |
I write what I like |
'Kay, yo |
You know I took my first steps way before I could talk (yep) |
I didn’t need to crawl 'cause I could already walk |
Right from the first second I was born out the womb |
I just popped out and dropped down and walked out the room |
Boom, If we dislike someone then we giving the bird |
I mean we buy a parrot and we give 'em the bird |
The first time you hear that you’ll probably think it’s absurd |
Until we rock up on your doorstep and give you a bird (Ha) |
I love the vibe that a funeral makes |
Yeah, I love the taste of them urinal cakes (God) |
Um… that’s pretty unusual ayy? |
Nah, put some chutney on the top and they’re beautiful mate (What?) |
See me in a cage with a snake tryna play fight |
With a canine and great white at the same time |
Nah, I’m afraid right, the only reason |
I play and I stage dive’s 'cause I literally got stage fright |
(Go *screams* *thud* Oh-ho-ho, walk it off mate) |
They try to tell me what to say (Wanna critique my songs) |
They try to tell me to write, what do the people want? |
They try to tell me what to say (, yeah) |
But I write |
(I write down whatever I want '6, that’s the point) |
They try to tell me what to say (They try to tell me) |
They try to tell me to write (They try to tell me) |
They try to tell me what to say () |
But I write |
I write what I like |