Lyrics:

Some, they keep living with no gratitude
Too busy straightening their three piece suits
Count all their money in a mixing pot
Don’t see, the more you’ve got, the more you want
And you will never ever have the lot, no
Each day we live it is on borrowed time
Give you my love, i wanna walk that line
Some say the writing on the wall is drawn
Is it the more you give?
Or the more you take?
Because you better know what side you’re on
So, come on
You’re just too rude, you’re just too rude
This is my gratitude
‘see, some they get lost in the scrap for the dough
Equating all the paper they have with their soul
Too busy counting up all the things that they own
Or tipping up their cups and announcing a toast
Cold rollin’ in a lexus or mercedes benz
Chillin’ with their hair slicked back, collars in
Go rock the body kit with the 20 inch rims
Or hit the dancefloor
Pray the ladies bend, bend
And, see by now i know what you’re all gonna say
That who the hell am i to be judging this way?
Well, in my own defence, i would just like to say
That, son, like a sucker you will surely get played
And, if it’s by your girl, or your friends or some dude
It’s just it’s incorrect where you put your values
You won’t get no respect with ya bad attitude
Don’t even try begin
Boy, you’re just too rude
You’re just too rude...