pegz - i don't need your judgments lyrics
[verse 1: pegz]
if i had a life coach, a stylist, a spiritual guider
a criminal minded business advisor
a phd in political science
would i understand the government’s indigenous crisis?
don’t trust what the government say
nothing’s changed since sadam hussein
for a kid growing up in kuwait
regulated by -ssumptions we make
bombing trains with the blood in his veins
no languages of the past, mathematical sums
p-ssages of the bible, chapters of the koran
no, bachelor of the arts
i read the signs, without astrological charts
no, psychologist to delve in my head
no relationship counsellor to help with the stress
no physiotherapist reality check
i got enough common sense and self-respect
[hook:]
[pegz:] i’m still burnin’
i’m still learnin’ in life
i’m still trynna say somethin’
[reagan:] baby i don’t need your judgement
[pegz:] still searchin’ my mind
but still trynna say somethin’
[reagan:] baby i don’t need your judgement
[pegz:] still learnin’, still burnin’ inside
i’m still trynna say somethin’
[reagan:] baby i don’t need your judgement
baby i don’t need it
[reagan:]
baby i don’t need it
[verse 2: pegz]
if i had a personal trainer, a chauffer, a chaperone
black belt manager with focus and self-control
holistic life, no smoking or alcohol
would i live to see you wack -ss rappers blow?
would i appeal to american offspring?
signed by def jam, managed by don king
back up dancers and ch-r-ographed boxing
makeup artists and various brand sponsoring
that’s bullsh-t, drop the faade
you wanna rap with an accent? that’s not who we are
poppa large big shot, number 1 on the charts
from the southeast coast where the poppies are cut (ay)
no a&r producing my best work
no primo beat, no kanye guest verse
no timbaland remix, radio censored (hey)
we hold it down for australian brethren
[hook]
[verse 3: pegz]
i didn’t, play guitar in my adolescence
have a, set of drums or piano lessons
or a, milk crate full of sabbath records
but i still got thrash metal fans dependent
no, green thumb, in hydroponics
no motivational speech by tony robbins
no, law degree, no brokering knowledge
to rise to the top and own a mcdonald’s
i don’t, rest on my laurels or reputation
every burning step is a revelation
still dedicated, still getting wasted
don’t spend my days mourning expectation
[hook]
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