[Verse 1]

(Don't even look at me)

I'm just a garbage man

Working in my garden

With heart in hand

Watching the harvest of Artistland

The new plants want the same thing

That stars demand

(Don't even look at us)

Abrasive as a carpet burn

Right before the key to your apartment turns

We take the needle off of Hard to Earn

And lock it up in its mason jar preserved

A 9.5 for the dismount

In the underground

My title is viscount

I got a trick up my sleeve

To rip up the scene

So give us the keys

Cause we're entitled to this house

Shit outta luck

Cause your lease is up

Plus it's time to upgrade

Your speakers suck

Since the nineties

You cleaned them once

Since then the only thing we've seen is dust

[Bridge 1]

Go on get your movie roles

But when you're going to the studio

(We see you)

While you're touring overseas

We're home looking through your groceries

(We see you)

Yeah I heard you holler weird rap

But what about your shit from years back

(We see you)

It's a tangible raw

That grabs you by your face

Like the mandible claw

[Verse 2]

(Don't even look at us)

Clothes washed with the best detergent

They're budgetarily blessed for certain

(Look at the catering)

The olive oil's extra virgin

I'm trying to keep quiet

But my flesh is burning

I think we deserve some food

Shit even the freaks in the circus do

They never greet us with a serving spoon

And that makes me want to cease to observe the rules

We can steal the sheep herding tools

Like jumping on stage and barking crap

Even more convincing in stocking caps

And shaped up goatees like Mark McGrath

In the teeny bop magazines

And represent a really hot rapper scene

I don't have to front

I know what I want

Me posing in front of a steaming hot DAT machine

[Bridge 2]

Looking pretty in your makeup

But really shitty when you wake up

(We see you)

Wrote down everything you told your crew

Cause it's what we're gonna hold you to

(We see you)

You cuff her like a girlfriend

But we know where your girl's been

(We see you)

Give us the things we demanded from ya'll

Or we'll take it

Cause that's just the animal law

[Verse 3]

(Don't even look at me)

I'm just a garbage man

Walking down an alley

Shopping cart in hand

Rummaging apartment cans

Waiting for this mother ship of ours to land

(Don't even look at us)

God must've made us wrong

Just listen to the bullshit we say on songs

(Had some strong days)

But they all gone

We wasted 'em writing odes to Rae Dawn Chong

We use to hold crayons wrong

Until we got trained

To obey ya'll's laws

But radio won't play our songs

So we rising on up

Like a rayon thong

Cause ya'll played hundreds of duds

Beats that sound like plungers in mud

Put your ear to the ground

Hear the thunderous buzz

Art Rap parties

Crack under the club