[Lyric] You Dont Hear What Im Saying (Native Strangers)

[Verse 1: OwdaBounds]
This that, Friday night, stage lights, packed crowd shit
Now I'm back stage, acts play, real loud shit
Music goin, doobies blowin I like
Ladies in the middle drunk boobies showin alright
Man I swear that these music critics is deaf
They hatin and debatin if these kids is the best
Everybody havin pillow talk while we bein slept on
Yet they favorite song is our next song and the next song
I mothafuck this mothafuckin mothafucker up
Cause I got bored with playin games yall just rummikub
Plus they used to say that einstein was retarted
So I take it as a compliment when yall say I'm dumb as fuck
I talk down on some blogs and make yall switch
Yall don't hear me like a shofar at auschwitz
Makin crowds break they face in the mosh pit
Now we got all the haters screamin awwww shit

[Hook]
You don't hear what I'm talking
You don't hear me, you don't hear me come on
You don't hear what I'm saying
You don't hear me, you don't hear me come on
Drop that ass for a playa, mami
Drop that ass for a pimp what what
Drop that ass for a playa mami
Drop that ass for a pimp what what

I'm the man with the damn flow (but you don't hear me)
I rap like I'm Van Gogh (but you don't hear me)
I guess you gotta give em what they ask for
So everybody get that ass on the dance floor
Wave ya hands, wave ya hands
In the air, in the air
Do a dance, do a dance
I dont care, I don't care
You could do the humpty hump
Or you could do anything, do what you want
Go to the club, have some fun
First get a babysitter for your youngest son (He shouldn't be home alone)
Maybe take him to your granddparents
Then you can shake it like a bad parent (That's it)
Move ya body, you a hottie
Native Strangers newest members of Illuminati

[Hook]

[Outro: OwdaBounds]