Aint's Shit

Put dat fuckin' plate, shutcha mouth, and treat me better
Don't fuck wit ravin' cuz ya neva give a damn with ma life
Am so sad, really fuckin bad
Sittin' there all night, fuckin dunno where Am at
Whatta heck, wacthem trip when ya spin your trancy track
Ya fuck dat, silly like I bitch in da back
I'd rather have joint on the back wit them guys and gettin high
Until I feel more alive
Have a better day, Just like I wanna be
Gettin trouble suck in the back it won't take a long time
When I went back to raving, OMG
I feel better
I fly higher
Everything's louder
When time to break, ya treat me drink I feel more better
And then you wanna smoke shit at the back stage
Too bad I've sucked It all, no shit for ya
I know whatchu gonna say, Chad : "Charly you aint's shit!"

Once again one some!
Needs more stuff to warm up
All the raver gettin' mad with ruff trance in the club
I went to floor and met a girl named Annette
She's so fresh but she hung on muthafuckin' crack
She talked to me and wonderin' why am so damn close with Kaj-a
She said if she's the one she thinks it would be more bet-ta
Fuck that, I don't want him to share
Cuz the only one man with fuckin' gun is mine
She told me that night, she wanted to fuck with Kaj, shit
In your dream, bitch. You're not gonna make it
Better idea, grab her dance around and I kissed, licked her tiny muthafuckin' lips
So fuckin' good, she's on the fuckin mood
Then all become so silent and the ravin' got screw
The DJ went mad, hit my fuckin' head
I know whatchu gonna say, Chad : "Charly you aint's shit!"