You talk and talk and you just can't stop
Every word comes to mind, it's a crock
What you say is lackluster
I thrash emcees who try to bring a filibuster
Yeah, right, get OK
Give me somethin' new to start the day
Said see you later
When you comin' home?
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a telephone
Now let's start over with a nice clean slate
Please stop stressin' with the hurry up date
Heard you the first time, that sounds great
But back up out my space, OK?
(Yeah yeah, right right) OK!
OK! OK! OK! OK!
Wrapped in pink ribbon, so pretty
My name's Mike D from New York City
I guess it's all in the mind
What I leave behind
Go to these schools like a nice mad professor
Then I show chagrin every word that you utter
Yes you said you are a big deal
But money calm down, for real!
Got to control my mind
Got to slow down, rewind
What is goin' on in my head?
Why's the sky gone red?
(What is goin' on in my head? Why's the sky gone red?
What is goin' on in my head?
What is goin' on in my head? Why's the sky gone red?
What is goin' on in my head? Why's the sky gone red?
What is goin' on in my head? What is goin' on in my head?)
Now I don't give a fuck who the hell you are
Please stop shoutin' in your cellular
I never asked you for part of your day
So please stop shoutin' in your phone, OK?
You lie like a plainclothes cop
Take a number take a look and take stock
Take a minute, get your mind unlocked
Get the rhythm when I do the wop
What's goin' on in my head?
And why has the sky gone all red?
Be kind, rewind
At least tell me what it is I did
Or just say what should I say
Hmmm... OK!
(Yeah yeah, right, right) OK!
OK! OK! OK! OK!
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