I Ain’t Done

Written by Douglas Firestein

I put on my black shades
When I roll out of the bed
Not a whole lot has changed
I still don’t have many friends

The business is going slow
I can’t punch as fast as before
Just because I’m getting up there
Don’t mean I can’t do it any more

Over the last decade
I beat suckas with all I had
But now the year is 1980 and
I need a hit real bad

Because
I AIN’T DONE breaking faces (faces)
I AIN’T DONE playing with fire (fire)
I AIN’T DONE sticking foreign objects
Up suckas ass with a smile (smile)

You could make a list of ways
I’ve managed to have fun
Just know it isn’t over cos
I AIN’T DONE

Disco is now a past phase
One that I was too deep in
I still recall those dancing days
Oh Boy, did I look stupid

There’s not much else to know
I still put on pants like before
But none of the foxy ladies
Want to reach inside anymore

Over the last decade
I beat suckas with all I had
But now the year is 1980 and
I need a hit real bad

Because
I AIN’T DONE breaking faces (faces)
I AIN’T DONE playing with fire (fire)
I AIN’T DONE sticking foreign objects
Up suckas ass with a smile (smile)

You could make a list of ways
I’ve managed to have fun
Just know it isn’t over cos
I AIN’T DONE