[b-real]
itand's been a while now
been around the block many miles
many faces, many places
that i found ?friendand's? traces
where i spend time, places where my roam
places i can call home
places i can get stoned
i just wanna be alone
when iand'm feelinand' in my zone
people want to knock me down
and'cos they never have their own
they wonand't get the best of me
but they try hopelessly
why you wanna fuck witand' me?
iand'm not, what you sand'posed to be?
you could not give a damn
coulda just killed a man
sawed off in my hand
but i had to kill the plan
think iand've found my piece 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 donand't give a fuck about,
trouble always found me,
i know used to welcome it with my arms open wide,
troubleand's handand's on the door, but it canand't come inside!
Chorus 1 : b real (repeat 2x)
Nooooooooooooooooo, troubleand's not my gooooooooooal!
you want trouble, cand'mon,
you want trouble?
you want trouble, cand'mon
you want trouble?
[sen dog]
trouble on the line, all the fuckinand' time
got me contemplatinand' the solution, the fusion my wicked mind
got suckers that hate me but it donand't really matter
iand'm like a gat when i bust, niggas run and scatter
movinand' in circles, throwinand' elbows and fists
you got to be a real nigga in the cypress hill pen
like the critics talkinand' shit, but iand'm not concerned
a hundred gand's for sixty minutes is the bank i earn
i try to put it to you (?) so you bitches can learn
that no-body get tired when itand's time to burn
with so many phonies out there a lot of you have been fooled
in to actually believinand' that some shit is cool
take the blinders off and go look for yourself
fuck hearinand' about shit from somebody else
iand'm down for myself, i back up myself
put in all on the line make sure that iand'm felt!
Chorus 1 (repeat 2x)
[b-real] nooooo!
*scratching interlude*
[b-real]
look, the walland's closinand' in
and my shoeand's wearinand' thin
had to be the biggest clown that you couldnand't comprehend
some hated on my game, said i wouldnand't be the same
called me andquot;rock superstarandquot;, andquot;insane in the brainandquot;
but i know i havenand't changed
so i brush you to the side
troubleand's knockinand' on the door, askinand' jusand' to come inside
times i gotta block it out, no-one likes to talk it out
trouble keeps cominand' and i canand't seem to lock it out
got my hands on the phone, i donand't wanna have to talk
if youand're feelin (?), son, then i guess you gotta jump
i can see it in your eyes, you donand't seem to recognise
i wouldnand't fall into your trap, for many lives to compromise
iand'm not fallinand' for your shit, you ainand't gonna take me there
you can talk all you want, but i donand't got your (?)
Chorus 1 (repeat 2x)
Chorus 2: b-real [sen dog] (repeat 4x)
Nooooooooooooooooo, troubleand's not my gooooooooooal!
[you want trouble right now?
cand'mon
you want trouble right now?
cand'mon]
[b-real] you want trouble, cand'mon
you want trouble?
(repeat 4x)
