talking to me now baby i just want be left alone it's so simple for you to move into my world and break it well i can't take it pay no attention to my
, wait, wait Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me ya ears Stop repentin' 'cause the ending is near But don't panic, you can't function if you livin' in fear Pay attention
one of the millions who own one of them Gas drinking, piston clinking, air polluting, smoke belching Four wheeled buggies from Detroit City, then pay attention
break it on down right here Stereo, we can make love in stereo I need you both so we can make love in stereo Stereo, we can make love in stereo I need
Your room is boomin' when we're on your stereo So hold on tight, don't dare let go We're the teachers, you're the students, class is in session Pay attention
the example, play the scapegoat But I shoot to get high and go damn low Now could I take attendance And give props to those who pay attention? Listen
is like turned in to rubbles Baby me and you could be the next celebrity couples [SHYSTIE] I can't stand when these interviewers don't pay attention
details Understandin' all that which is female Some guys don't ever see what they're missin' Talkin' about the times, when they should be listenin' I pay attention
it does I'm gonna lie down with a common sound I'm gonna bury my blues, so it's never found I'm gonna learn to pay attention to the television sets
back home and shit Recusant, like what the fuck you expectin This the trilogy, you feel how ill it be Respected, if not, we get on that, stereo type
x) Here we go, it's the grand imperial With the hip material to blow your stereo I sound different and my shit be hitting It's the funky technician pay attention
wrong color Staring, gloating, laughing, looking Like we've done something wrong Because we show love strong, get real, come on Calling us names too bad to mention But we pay them no attention
Let me hear you scald, while I brag and boast I keep your brain on stand-by Cause it's the message, comin straight from the BOSS! [Ced Gee] Your attention
[feat. Lynzie Kent] [Intro: Trae] Let me talk to em U need to pay attention to the truth U know it's here For every death, brings new life And with new
the details Understand that were just female Some guys don't ever see what they're missing Talking about himself when he should be listenin' I pay attention
of the millions who own one of them gas-drinking, piston-clinking, air-polluting, smoke-belching, four-wheeled buggies from Detroit City, then pay attention
, it does I'm gonna lie down with a common sound I'm gonna bury my blues, so it's never found I'm gonna learn to pay attention To the television sets
