|"It's 8:05, this is Phillis in the office.
|The cat is out on the patio.
|If this happens 1 more time,
|your butts are in the street.
|I am sick and tired of your activities,
|and your cat,
|and your untruths with me.
|I'm going to call you tomorrow,
|when your home,
|and you better explain a lot of things to me
|because I'm sick and tired of your bull-shit.
|My place, is not a home.
|It don't make no difference, but I have found
|that I need a place to stay
|I never listen what the landlord man say
|You should have seen all the flops in my house
|They was jumping on walls and kicking ceilings
|Nowadays people listen to me,
|when I say...'GET OUT!'
|Hold me, and don't let go
|it don't make no difference that your a ho
|Because I need a place to stay
|although disease was just the price I paid
|In days of old thats how it used to be, oh yes indeed.
|That girl is dead to me now, and I sing...'GET OUT!'
|lemme bust a freestlye then (NWA)
|fuck you man (Scarface)
|I gotta bone to pick (Geto Boys)
|So sit, don't trip,
|Im cuttin hits like Bert Susanka's got the shrimp dip.
|I get it, get it, get it, get it, all the time
|the people want to know the meaning of the word Sublime,
|it's anarchist, man it's the shit you missed,
|we get the minute man loops and add a PEN1 twist,
|cuz we know you love the pit,
|but this is the shit, that you put in the box And say damn it's a hit,
|and to all the radios and the tv shows
|cause we don't kiss no ass or kick down free shows,
|what you get is the kind, no gank, no cess,
|when yellow lover on the d-r-u-m-s
|Well let the lovin take a hold over me,
|Let the lovin take a hold over me,
|(Follow me Long Beach Posse)
|Cause all I see is your fussin' and fightin'
|1992 so lets all start uniting
|Put your hands together be the best you can be
|Let this jam take us to 1993
|to stay positive,
|the love will come back to me.
|Get Out (Remix)