Don't Need You

You take your side I take mine, I be making dollars and dimes, you're looking like

a poor drunk Einstein. I don't need anything you got, ask me for money, I will not.

I chose my own side, you went up and decide the line of suicide. I get the fame,

while you stand out in shame. Nobody cares about your name. If there was

something wrong you'd be the one to blame. Don't call me again for the rest of my

life. Come at me again, I'll take out the knife. Your fault you chose this fate, and

forever you will live in hate.