The Pretenders: I hear voices

Sometimes I don't think you motherfuckers Understand where I'm coming fromWhere I'm tryin' to get toSometimes I hear voicesI can't see it, can you see it?Turn the lights onCheck this outMake money's the motto, staying desparadosNew chance of hitting the lottoLet's take it to the neck wit this bottleGet in the EldoradoAnd break from this bitch at full throttleYou like fuckin' fashion models? That only waddle with cats that flash stacksOr squabble with niggas that flash gatsThen squirt hot pellets out their nozzlesAnd leave a nigga hurting on the block Sounding like when you gargleThem hero niggas that plotThem zero niggas get got And never get a chance to bust shotCurled up in a knot then forgot on the spotThen I'm on the run wit a gun smoking hotAll around the world's where I goPlaces that only I knowGoodfella not gunshottoAnd I'm tellin' niggas, make money's the mottoFuck the niggas that squable And I hit them back and fourteen hollow, take thatI hear voices insideAnd I see crime, don't dieAnd I need changes Oh, please, please, pleaseDon't go Don't goI'm just trying to get my money, rightDon't fuck wit my moneyI won't fuck wit your moneyIf you fuck with my moneyI make you like one of them presidentsFeel me?Representing my money for the love of my moneyI leave a man stiffer than the mummyNow don't miss it, if I catch them coming for me When I try to tell a dummyYou took it like I was saying something funnyTook it like my word wasn't shit, like I wasn't legit' What occurs is gonna be hard to forget That's something I'll never permitWhen I feel my eye twitch things happen And my voice start speaking a diffrent pitchTrying to keep things low-lowThey don't really know, thoughBad Boy the motherfuckin' logoStay on your toes They shouldn't get it mistakenHope they don't think I'm fakingMess around and get thier life taken and shakenYou know the rule of thumb be Don't try to take nothing from meI rule it wit a street stay slummyMake money's the motto, fuck the niggas that squabbleI know I might be hard for you to swallowYa feel me?Sometimes I just feel like y'all don't understandWhere I'm coming from, where I'm trying to get toShit is really deep, my shit is deepThey don't have a direct understanding of meFuck what they planning for meI just won't accept the bullshit that they handing meStill standing after the trouble remains, it's meIf you trying to make it clear and explaining to meAnd all that negative shit pertaining to meWhat ya think I claiming to beA straight heart staying with me I can tell it's about to go downI told them, slow down before I send the low downAnd skip out of townAnd I don't wanna but I'll do it if I gottaThe situation is serious and getting hotterYou know what they say about those that slow on the triggerLess then a second too late and you one dead niggaSo I take aim and I squeaze and deliverLike I told them, just to let him know 'til' he figures out It's make money's the mottoSomething ya'll should followAnd I don't got no time for the squabbleYa feel me?Sometimes you just get tired of shitSometimes you just get fed upDon't hate me, hate yourself, motherfuckersDon't hate me, hate yourselfCause I ain't never gonna stopI ain't never gonna stopI'll make you feel me foreverAnd ever and ever and everThat's just the way it isThat's just the way it's gonna be