Doormats

Okay, I'm reloaded and all ya'll bastards is done freeloading. We took the script, ripped it, cause we wrote it And if you ain't notice, I'm so goddam focused and Dominant. While ya'll cats is dormant. Turn 'em into doormats, let my footprints adorn it. Cause I want it, and ya'll really don't. I wish you really would, but ya'll really don't. [Chorus:] We be tough like the concrete We get right back on our feet. We get up after we fall We keep it gansta than mostest. What you know about tours, sleeping on floors With the rats and roaches? We been paid our dues, matter of fact, we overpaid. Say goodbye, your welcome was overstayed.