When you slip into reality Hoes wanna straddle me Playa haters wanna battle me But I shed em all like calories Prophecy preacher Lend your ear and I'll reach ya And if your willing to be taught I'ma teach ya I'm not a people person Truth is I can't stand too many people So many fake the funk and perpetrate and call me evil But evil is a harsh word. Tell the mockingbird that I said it A man of my word I won't regret it If I let it get to me like it get to them I'm no better. The same message over and over with different sender Playa hatin is an art of a scandalous and shabby person Some do it oh so well I'll be damned if they don't rehearse it. Disperse it to people like me and you everyday And they expect the common man to turn his cheek and walk away And now I pray for an end to the madness No more sadness shall fall to my people That preside to be the baddest And all that they do and say But overshadowed by a cloud turnin night to day... -jamie madrox