B.Y.O.B.

Today should be the day you leave
A fucked up twisted day
Stop spreading your disease
Haven't you found your own home yet - I'm getting so sick of you
Another time I bet

I don't think you understand
Today should be the day
BYOB

Bring your own beat
Bring your own place
Bring your own bitching
Bring your own time
bring your own space
Bring your own bitching

This is the shit that's on my nerves
And I can't stop to say
Stop standing in my way
Hearing this whining through my walls - telling me that I care
Acting after all

And you're disgusting me
Every step you take
Every breath you take

Bring your own beat
Bring your own place
Bring your own bitching
Bring your own time
bring your own space
Bring your own bitching

I try to live this sane
I try to live this for
There's no where else to go
But i'm stuck here with this whore
She's always in the room
And always on the phone
Don't be surprised
When your shit's outside
Cause I strive to be alone

Don't get mad at me
Don't get mad at me
Don't get mad at me

You're the DS provider
On the other side of
The Burg that represents southside
So I can't seriously
Listen to the words you say
Cause my life has gone outside



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Best
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