Complaining Robot (K4DJ Remix) - Staxia

Stop complaining Stop complaining Now many songs do you figure that I've written Since I originally started making records in this business Back beginning in college, and it's been a menace since then But the principal challenge, it ain't really that different It's about me not repeating myself at all Or at least repeating myself the least amount, I suppose The reason being is that we need some songs That lead us off the beaten path between my rhymes But listen though, it's difficult now a-days To really go against the grain, get you some accolades Especially with these frigid, finicky, fickle-ass motherfuckers Think they finally figured you out, the fake-ass fuckers Stop complaining (I know, it's just that certain shit pisses me off) Stop complaining (What am I gonna do? I mean) Man, fuck that shit, I pay my taxes when I'm asked to I'm not enthusiastic about it, but shit I make it happen Yeah, it's last minute, but goddammit they cash it "This is fiscal harassment! They keep touching my assets!" Now I imagine I might be feeling different about it If it was given outright, witnessing it helping somebody But it just so happens in life, the school district's too crowded There ain't no teachers in sight, that's why the kids are so rowdy I just imagine some asshole with glasses on up at the capital One of a thousand pawns packed in an office, cramped up like animals Pictures of his sister, his mixture Lhasa Apso poodle His 2.6 kids and the missus thumb-tacked to his cubicle So damned detached from the average man's planet he can't fathom That he can ever be anything other than stats, fat and taxable He's getting his usual, ritual 2 o'clock cup of noodles on Fucking you with your W-2, with his John Denver music on "Hey.um.oooh, I love this one. Hey Lil? Can you get me the file on.?" "Blah blah blah blah blah?" "Yeah.he's making too much money" Stop complaining (I know, Ladies.it's just) Stop complaining (I'm trying, I'm really trying) Stop complaining (Yeah I know, lets give it.) Stop complaining (I wonder what do they say about me?) Is he a role model we can all follow full throttle So we don't bother having to create our own model That we go by? A fall guy I can hold accountable? Cuz I don't want to hold the bottle for my own child Is it really my place to raise little Billy When Hilly and William should be building with him in the living room Instead of bailing on him, and alienating him, and basically failing him Sending him sailing on a mission to oblivion? Then, inevitably on his day in court and Billy ain't to blame The bailiff asks him to raise his arm and say his name in court Of course his parents ain't in court, they play it off Saying it ain't his fault Blame it on Asian Born, or his favorite artist Beg your pardon? Now, I do admit that in the music business People do and say some really stupid shit Kids are zooming in and using what we do and say I can see how you can say "do not abuse your influence" But to all the Hillaries and the Williams of the new millennium If you really aren't feeling like living with the children will be a fulfilling experience Or something you envision yourself willingly And unconditionally committed to from the beginning Maybe you shouldn't be bumping bellies from the giddyup anyway, dummy Stop complaining (Well, for now) Stop complaining (Man, YOU stop complaining) Stop complaining Stop complaining (Whatever)

I don't know why but I can't seem To find the right melody today I can't make the words fit how I feel I don't know when was the last time That I slept the whole night through And when morning comes around, I feel tired I woke up from a strangest dream With a dancing dog and a beauty queen They said nothing, nada, niente I'm empty But you're here and I'm here So I stop complaining, it could be raining And I see the answer in your eyes You're here and I'm here, I keep on singing Just keep on singing, singing Do you know why I can't seem To find the right melody today? I can't make the words fit how I feel Do you know when was the last time That I slept the whole night through? Another morning comes around, I'm so tired I drive down to the rodeo Gonna ride a bull in a video But nothing, nada, niente I'm still empty But you're here and I'm here So I stop complaining, it could be raining And I see the answer in your eyes You're here and I'm here, I keep on singing Just keep on singing, singing, singing I don't know why but I can't seem To find the right melody today I can't make the words fit how I feel (I don't know when was the last time) I woke up from the strangest dream (That I slept the whole night through) With a dancing dog and a beauty queen They said nothing, nada, niente (And when morning comes around, I feel tired) But you're here and I'm here So I stop complaining, it could be raining And I see the answer in your eyes You're here and I'm here, I keep on singing Just keep on singing, singing, singing You're here and I'm here So I stop complaining, it could be raining And I see the answer in your eyes You're here and I'm here, I keep on singing Just keep on singing, singing, singing Singing, singing, singing, singing