Gimme Back My Business

SPOKEN INTRO Some folks wake up every mornin’ huntin’ somebody else’s dirt. Got binocular eyes and whisperin’ mouths. Too busy watchin’ my moves instead of fixin’ their own mess. Well tonight… the truth got somethin’ to say. VERSE 1 You got both hands deep in my business again, Runnin’ that mouth all over this town. Diggin’ fer dirt like a bloodhound huntin’, Hopin’ somehow ya can drag me down. You count my money, ya track my moves, Like my life’s yer favorite show. But while ya busy watchin’ my front porch, Yer own damn house bout ready ta blow. CHORUS Gimme back my business, Quit flappin’ them gums through this town. You ain’t walked in my boots, Just tryin’ ta drag a brother down. Keep my name out yer spotlight, Quit crossin’ all the lines. If ya can’t mind yer own damn business, Stay the hell outta mine. VERSE 2 You got side-door spies and backseat judges, Like vultures circlin’ the dead. Actin’ like experts on the life I’m livin’, Feastin’ on lies and the rumors ya spread. Every drunk fool adds fuel ta the fire, Till the whole damn town lights up. But truth rolls in like a thunderstorm, And leaves every loudmouth stuck. CHORUS Gimme back my business, Quit flappin’ them gums through this town. You ain’t walked in my boots, Just tryin’ ta drag a brother down. Keep my name out yer spotlight, Quit crossin’ all the lines. If ya can’t mind yer own damn business, Stay the hell outta mine. VERSE 3 You kept throwin’ rocks thinkin’ nobody saw, Hidin’ them dirty hands in the crowd. But karma got boots and a long damn memory, How does it feel ta be the talk of the town? Now every rumor has its own fingerprint, Every backstab’s leavin’ a trace. Funny how them loud-mouth devils get nervous, When the truth starts showin’ its face. BRIDGE Oh what a tangled web ya spun, All that dirt got yo ass on the run. Now that same web comes undone, Always remember yer day will come. FINAL CHORUS Gimme back my business, Quit flappin’ them gums through this town. You ain’t walked in my boots, Just tryin’ ta drag a brother down. Keep my name out yer spotlight, Quit crossin’ all the lines. If ya can’t mind yer own damn business, Stay the hell outta mine. SPOKEN OUTRO Funny thing about loud mouths… They always get quiet when the truth walks in. Spend yer whole life watchin’ other people, And one day… errybody starts watchin’ you.