Microphone Rifle Scope - Status the Marlboro Man

Dont worry I ain't gonna say a word Run your name deep down in the dirt It'll stay between me and her Dont worry I ain't gonna say a word It ain't nobody's buisness anyway If that's her perfume on my pillowcase Who really cares how many times you stay It ain't nobody's buisness anyway I like hell When anybody asks Till everybody I've been beggin you back If it makes you feel good I'm glad Turn my friends on me back home I'll just turn the other cheek and write another song But I can only keep the trick for so long Don't leave for the Microphone You wonder if it's you I'm talking bout Cause you won't hear your name come out my mouth Gonna make her have to turn her down You wonder if it's her I'm talkin bout I like hell When anybody asks Till everybody I've been beggin you back If it makes you feel good I'm glad Turn my friends on me back home I'll just turn the other cheek and write another song But I can only keep the trick for so long Don't leave for the Microphone I like hell When anybody asks Till everybody I've been beggin you back If it makes you feel good I'm glad Turn my friends on me back home I'll just turn the other cheek and write another song But I can only keep the trick for so long Don't leave for the Microphone Don't worry I ain't gonna say a word I only want what's best for you and her

Ooh-la-la, the world's on fire All my friends are getting higher I just want my microphone My microphone I walk the streets at night With monsters in my mind They say you best be quiet I like it, like it No, I won't shut my mouth That's not what I'm about You know I built this house I like it, like it So boom, check one, check one, two, three Is anybody here listening? Hear me now, hear me now Ooh-la-la, the world's on fire All my friends are getting higher I just want my microphone My microphone Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now I just want my microphone My microphone Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now I just want my microphone My microphone They say I'm too damn loud Like boys in London Town Because I won't chill out I like it, like it They say I talk too proud I say I'm too profound Because I won't back down When the clock is ticking like a time tomb So boom, check one, check one, two, three Is anybody here listening? Hear me now, hear me now Ooh-la-la, the world's on fire All my friends are getting higher I just want my microphone My microphone Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now I just want my microphone My microphone Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now I just want my microphone My microphone Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now Turn me up a little bit louder in my soul Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now Turn me up a little bit louder in my bones Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now Turn me up a little bit louder in my soul My-my-my-my microphone My-my-my-my microphone (Microphone) Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now Turn me up a little bit louder in my bones Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now Turn me up a little bit louder in my soul