Beggars might ride you into doing one thing When humiliation gets taught And humility does not have the ability to move a muscle Don't do the Hustle Beggars might ride You've heard of the sea versus the scenery Where every time a man goes overboard It sounds like somebody's scoring on Beggars' Night Hey, distro king for the hearing impaired I'm starting to think I know why you were spared Paradise felt fine, what's yours was mine Collaborators f** us every time Beggars might ride You're taking rides with the sensitive miser Taking sides with the new sympathizers Girl, what could have been 'til you gave up the violin For a slight but distasteful penchant for men Beggars might ride You've heard it said and it's true For someone so beautifully scarred I imagine it must be hard To stay away from a life of public relations But try, girl, you've got to try You've got to stay critical or die Stay critical or die