But I won't stress and I won't switch
 And I would not take my life
 Glory please  my God  the only thing on my mind
 Takes up all of my time
 And I said  ooh!
 Running from a gun
 Or some brain that ways a ton
 And my God  it hurts to get so low
 Searchin' through the cars
 Cold  still searchin' through the night
 I think I will run  to you  but I refuse to fuss and fight

 And God may find a reason
 Well I'm sure you'll find a rhyme
 Because it takes up nearly all my time
 He who stands for freedom
 God knows I've got the number
 But maybe I just use too much

 I was sitting in that bar
 Now I'm sittin' in that stolen car
 Cold, still rollin' down the boulevard
 Saw you with a gleam
 And the microphone scene
 Think I will run, to you
 But I know I won't live for me
 Cause I know God's got both, the reason and the rhyme
 Please tell me, why he takes up all my time
 I've been drinking, just like you
 And baby, you've got something I can use

 Payback's a mother fuckin' blast
 But I won't stress and I won't blast
 And I would not take my life
 Glory please, my God, comin' from heaven above
 Takes up all of my time
 And I said

 (Why must I feel like that?)

 Running from a gun
 And some brain that ways a ton
 You know, I did that line for Flava' Flave

 But, all the D.J.'s do it
 All the D.J.'s use it
 I would run, I would switch
 But I wanna be the same
 And I know I'll find a reason
 'Cause I always bust a rhyme
 Because it takes up nearly all my time
 The "T" hear stands for treason
 The "D" hear stands for dove
 And maybe I just use too,
 Maybe I'm just used too much
 And maybe I just use too much