Metta World - Erratic Fire, Erratic Pa**ion lyrics

"Erratic Fire, Erratic Pa**ion": A Poem Assembled from Metta World Peace (aka Ron Artest) Quotes I don't shake substitutions' hands. I lose my feet. I'd like to thank my psychiatrist. I felt something, But I didn't know it was an actual head. I knew somebody suffered something at that point. There were a lot of emotions in that game. I can't worry about that. I have to try to get the ball. Kobe pa**ed me the ball. Kobe never pa**ed me the ball. And I could hear Phil Jackson– He's the Zen master, So you can just hear him in your head. Saying, “Don't shoot don't shoot!” And bam! I shot it. I was lying down when I got hit with a liquid, Ice and gla** on my chest and on my face. Nobody ever just threw anything at me With the exception of a few times. After that, it was self-defense. I'll take the blame for that. It's my fault. Stunned. So stunned. It's stunning. Erratic fire, erratic pa**ion. We maximize it by playing together, Loving each other, Caring for each other. Kind of like the Care Bears. You know the Care Bears? They care for each other. I partied in July hard. You got to party. You can't just be a boring guy for 12 months, right? You got to party hard in July. Why are you staring at me, daughter? Did you throw that? Jack, you think we going to get in trouble? Let me see How I can answer your question Without giving you a good quote.