It's been a while now, been around the block
Many miles, many faces, many places that I found friends, traces
Where I spend time, places where my mind roam
Places I can call home, places I can get stoned
I just wanna be alone, when I'm feelin in my zone
People want to knock me down, coz they never have their own
They won't get the best of me, but they try hopelessly
Why you wanna fuck with me, I'm not what you posed to be
You did not give a damn, coulda just killed a man
Sawed off in my hand, but I had to kill the plan
Think I've found my peace of mind, feet planted on the ground
I just had to redefine, what I thought to myself
It all goes around me and others who would down me
Who I don't give a fuck about, trouble always found me
I know I used to welcome it, with my arms open wide
Trouble's hands on the door but it can't come inside
No, trouble's at my door, you want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble
You want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble (2x)
Trouble on the line, all the fuckin time
Got me contemplatin the solution, the fusion my wicked mind
Got suckers that hate me but it don't really matter
I'm like a gat when I bust, niggas run and scatter
Movin in circles, throwin elbows and fists
You gotta be a real nigga in the cypress hill pit
Lotta critics talkin shit, but I'm not concerned
A hundred g's for sixty minutes is the bank I earn
I try to put it to you rookies so you bitches can learn
That nobody can tire when it's time to burn
With so many phonies out there lot of you have been fooled
Into actually believin that some shit is cool
Take the blinders off and go look for yourself
Fuck hearin about shit from somebody else
I'm down for myself, I back up myself
Put in all on the line make sure that I'm felt
No, trouble's at my door, you want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble
You want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble (2x), no
Felt the wall's closin in, and my shoe's wearin thin
Had to be the biggest clown, man you couldn't comprehend
Some hated on my game, said I wouldn't be the same
Call me rock superstar, insane in the brain
But I know I haven't changed, so I brush you to the side
Trouble's knockin on the door, askin jus to come inside
Times I gotta block it out, no one likes to talk it out
Trouble keeps comin and I can't seem to lock it out
Got my hands on the phone, I don't wanna have to talk
If you're feelin froggy son, then I guess you gotta jump
I can see it in your eyes, you don't seem to recognise
I wouldn't fall into your trap, for many lives to compromise
I'm not fallin for your shit, you ain't gonna take me there
You can talk all you want, but I don't got your weight to bare
No, trouble's at my door, you want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble
You want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble (2x)
You want trouble right now, c'mon (8x)
You want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble (4x)
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