Instructions

Lyrics by Douglas Firestein

Welcome to my home
Where I place my shades
If suckas gonna intrude
Then they will have to pay

I got security cameras
They plot your every move
I wish i could turn them off
They’re watching mine too

There’s a lot more to me
Than the records I make
As a gesture of friendship
Here’s a gift you can take

(I got you this)
Backstage pass to beat your ass!
(I got you this)
Big brown fist to bust your lips!
(Ooh……..)
There’s one thing I ain’t got!
(Instructions……)
To turn these cameras off

Welcome to my home
Where I lay my head
Half the suckas who visit
Are 100% dead

I got security alarms
Beeping all night through
I thought it was for them
But they do it to me too

My peers accuse me
Say my image is fake
But they are all jealous
Of the money that i make

(I got you this)
Backstage pass to beat your ass!
(I got you this)
Big brown fist to bust your lips!
(Ooh……..)
There’s one thing I ain’t got!
(Instructions……)
To turn these cameras off

I can’t make a move
I can’t say a word
The camera is always on
Where’s the battery door?

(I got you this)
backstage pass to beat your ass!
(I got you this)
Big brown fist to bust your lips!
(Ooh……..)
There’s one thing I ain’t got!
(Instructions……)
To turn these cameras off