People taking pieces of me Yeah What do you want me to be People taking pieces of me You got me on the floor And it's begin to be a joke You making eyes Everytime I shoot my dice You come on me like a decease And your killing my energy Sent from the bottom, of the bottom of the earth so ni-nice Sent from the bottom, of the bottom of the earth so nice You'll be so nice I can't relate anymore I feel like closing my store But you know you'll catch exactly what you need Ha but now [?] I'm in trouble I can't reach you all No no, don't taking your mischief out on me Said, don't go taking you mischief out on me People taking pieces of me No What do you want me to be People taking pieces of me People taking pieces of me No What do you want me to be People taking pieces of me