Get A Clue - Mutha's Day Out

Point a loaded gun at me

At me

Tell me how it’s gonna be

It’ll be

Well you’ve paved your road

Now you want to pave mine

But it’s not gonna work

It’s time I live my life my way

Do the best I can each day

With the world on the downside

Fallen by the wayside

Walking through hell

With a carcass on the inside

Get away

Get down

Get off my back

Leave it alone

Listen to what

Your mama got to say

Face down while the blood

Drips off your head

Get a clue

Get away

Get down

Get off my back

Leave it alone

Mama don’t like my ways

That’s just the way I play

With an angry heart

And an acid mind

It eats away

The soul can’t live on hate alone

Hate alone alone

Live my life I’m not a clone

THe first time, second time, third time to come

With the devastating crash of a Wall Street bum

Where you gonna be

When your world falls down

Don’t you know they laugh at you

Where you gonna be

When you lose your ground

Don’t stand around

The joke’s on you

Pushing me down pushing me all around

Pushing me to make me cry

Killing all dreams killing all the world

Killing just to satisfy

Pointing to hell pointing at the sky

Pointing just to uplift you

When you look around in your little world

Oh yes you better get a clue