The Grouch - Stop Spying lyrics

[Intro] [Grouch talking] What's up baby? What you lookin' for? What are you counting? Huh? [Verse One] What the f** they lookin' at that hides behind my back? I'm just an ordinary guy with a knack to kick a rap Wondering why they wanna have that information on me What I buy at Latees isn't really exciting I'm fighting my way Through the camera laid store And when I purchase something They wanna know more But what for man? I'm talkin' Radio Shack The good guys that's all bad, they created a stack, a file I wanna wile but I'll settle for the discount She's bound to come back though Ten fold I'm only twenty three years old and bold Never owned a weapon so what the f** they stressin' for I go for walks in the wilderness wonderin' Do the trees see? And what the f** do they want with me? If they do man, I'm trippin' Sippin' on some brew cause reality is cuckoo Rewind the tape, that's his face He was in the wrong place Run his social We got it all here, he's local This is what he knows And this is what he owes Here's where he goes to buy his clothes Man if they really want the run down on me they should ask I'm a person Nothin' to hide but my a** For certain I caught them peepin' and keepin' Account of my actions What the f** they trackin'? What the f** they trackin'? [Verse Two] Add the information up then put it in a pile Take a picture trick, you'll never get my style down What they want with my grocery list? Most of this is outta hand Now you can't...see me I bought this Hennessy at 9:23 On the southside of S.C. with my last f**in' twenty ? pigs cause they'd dig to know that info Swipe the magnetic stripe and void it before it ends so I get to sweatin' and lookin' over my shoulder Actin' like I'm stupid and it's only gettin' colder than this If they miss a word I heard it's on tape But all I do is kick it and try and create They keep eyein' I keep supplyin' tracks with no tax so Ask for the facts but don't send them via fax/fac- -simile I act timid, he Much more in it than out Shout when the don't watch Pout, no I won't Got a hunch Underground is lunch to that bunch Stomp while they spyin' Just knock 'em out and say "die" I lay myself low in the cut Knowin' it was Today's convenience got 'em seein' sh** tomorrow Borrow the tape and make hate come out Before we run out of time I wanna see 'em go blind Before we run out of time I wanna see 'em go blind