Lyrics:

I get so tired, of people, telling me
Just telling me telling me telling me
Tired, of people, telling me
Just telling me telling me telling telling me telling me
Tired, of people telling me
Blah blah blah something something something something

They keep on talkin' people talkin' tellin' me this
They keep on talkin' people talkin' tellin' me that
They keep on talkin' people talkin' tellin' me this and that
And I wish they would all go to hell

Yo let's get one thing straight I'm not a hypocrite
I talk a lot of shit on records most of which I'm livin' in
You insignificant idiots get me really pissed
No really this is gettin' irritatin quit it with your tips
About how to live my life, don't need need advice
So just keep it to yourselves and that will be quote nice ya shmucks
And keep it up suck on both these nuts
So press your luck and test the bluff plus shut the fuck up 'cause I

I get so tired of people tellin' me you're not the same since you changed your name that's what they tell us
Tired, of people, I won't make it I'm bound to fail they're just jealous
Tired, of people, telling me blah blah blah shhhh shut yer faces fellas
I'm tired, of people, tellin' me this tellin' me that well you can go to hell 'cause

They keep on talkin' people talkin' tellin' me this
They keep on talkin' people talkin' tellin' me that
They keep on talkin' people talkin' tellin' me this and that
And I wish they would all go to hell

Look, I'll make my own mistakes thanks a million though ya
Really don't know any shit about me anyhow
Keep your pennies now I've got plenty
I don't need a pocket full of change two cents will weigh me down
Think, maybe now you can mind your own business
Instead of mindin mine, fine, I don't give a shit yo
I won't listen quit testin
I guess nobody told your dumb ass that I get so tired

Of people telling me here's your number and here's the back of the line
I'm, tired, of people tellin' me pay your dues and this could be you in due time,
I'm, tired, of people tellin' me life life lessons I'm guessin I haven't told you well enough
I'm tired, of people, tellin' me this tellin' me that well you can go to hell 'cause

They keep on talkin' people talkin' tellin' me this
They keep on talkin' people talkin' tellin' me that
They keep on talkin' people talkin' tellin' me this and that
And I wish they would all go to hell

It goes on and on and on and on,
Tired,
Blah blah blah, something something something something
Blah blah blah, something something something something
Blah blah blah, something something something something