No Strings

Intro: Like it or not, I fill the room like confetti I’ve had enough of industry fucks Verse 1: Suck sum’ heavy won’t ya Cuz everything sounds recycled when the labels poach ya Road kill for the aging vulture Pray ya mans he better stick to culture (shut the fuck up man) What’s the drop? No love Need the dance floor moving kick the tempo up Got a tree full of lemons just to juice a couple finished Then replenish while the others decompose and we forget em Chorus: No you don’t want no problems No problems with me Don’t fuck with a puppet, with no strings No you don’t want no problems No problems with me Don’t fuck with a puppet, with no strings Verse 2: Better find your people The eyes wide, inside, outside people yeah The world got a lot of evil If you dope enough don’t open up your wounds to the needle Cuz these motherfuckin beetles and roaches Don’t want the commotion Don’t like when your famous Cuz old money say when new wave is And bitches hate when you don’t know where your place is CHORUS Bridge: Got no strings, You won’t be the boss of me, I won’t be, Something i’m not supposed to be, Like it or not, I fill the room like confetti Chorus: No you don’t want no problems No problems with me Don’t fuck with a puppet, with no strings No you don’t want no problems No problems with me Don’t fuck with a puppet, with no strings