WHY YOU TRIPPIN?

Why you trippin? Why you trippin? Why you trippin? Why you trippin? Why you trippin? Trippin out bad I said why you trippin when it's making you mad? I said why you trippin when you're falling down hard? I said why you trippin cuz it's leaving you scarred I said why you trippin? Why you trippin? Seriously why you trippin dog trippin on the analog Adding to the fog with all your negative dialogue Just another cog in the hate machine Like the war against the dealers and the dope fiends With the obscene routine lies that go in between The government guys on the rise of amphetamines In the preteen drug fiends shooting up the morphine Maybe 14 with no one to intervene Kind of like the flies in disguise in the latrine Men would all despise the rise of a high Queen Why? Your mama cared for you when you were a baby But heaven forbid you let women make decisions now Like what they can and can't do with their own bodies Man men could never give up that kind of power again you know what I'm saying F*ck politics end all of the conflicts Open up your conscious and let out all the convicts Then just for kicks we will prepare a mix Of every single human who was born with a dick And then we will study our characteristics And compile the data into analytics Then review the studies which will predict With testosterone rage were a bunch of fuckin pricks So we start war what for hate galore And our mother's voices in our head we clearly ignore And they clearly deplore the need for hardcore Or the need to breed the seed to feed the modern day war And it ain't about the bombs or the bullets or the guns It's about recruiting all our daughters and our sons To the slaughter of the guns like an addiction Cuz the most important thing is that we are number one Why? You are all so obsessed with being the best That your daily lives are always filled with stress Most of your problems you self manifest So be careful what you wish for like life is a test Like a test of common sense we get stuck in the suspense Why do men think that it's always best to be on the offense Always picking up their guns and their fists for a fight Always having to feed their agro appetite And then they just might incite and ignite All the nukes of the world and were dead overnight But I still see a light as hope starts to grow All that hate that you got has def got to go So like a teacher who's on strike True war veterans just sit back and they be like Umm, go take a chill pill Then go watch Kill Bill Beatrix Kiddo will be fuckin up your sword skill Then the Lord will ignore the kill score Still rockin the Beastie Boys Licensed To Ill Or Licensed to kill 007 will Erase your face from space for a cool mil Or for free because for him it's so easy Just to neutralize the threat and bet there's no one there to see Would you agree on the terms at hand That life never goes the way you thought or planned Though you make demands you must understand That fate does not listen to your commands Or political fans or ID arm bands Or imaginary lines you have drawn in the sand But the one thing that remains to hold true Is that this world does not revolve around you But you still continue to try to pursue That lifestyle that most benefits you And you got no clue what others go through All the shit that goes down you misconstrue With no thoughts of who you screw Cuz your thoughts are so askew So won't you please please do What I am begging you You can chill the f*ck out and try to relax Or keep trippin with your panic attacks And you can release the hate and get that shit off your chest Or you can keep trippin causing everyone stress Why Seriously man Why you trippinn? Why you so uptight? You need to unclench you need to unwind You need to release the hate And not in a violent way War and violence are never the answer But specifically to all you legislators out there Running around trying to pass all these laws Trying to enforce your moral beliefs on everyone else Trying to tell people what to do who to be how to act how to see Man if it don't affect you directly then it's none of your fuckin business Why you trippin? Why you trippin?