I got a little bone to pick, a burning itch to settle my score with you.
I got a little axe to grind, if you got time to hear my hullabaloo.
And my tongue don't have no real estate that I haven't chewed right through.
I didn't wanna jump the gun, you had your fun or whatever you think this is.
But I think I'm past the point of worrying about you throwing a fit.
You had one last straw to break my back, well baby this is itÂ. What are ya doin'?
I don't want your slant, and I don't need your spin, oh I don't need your rant, you're gonna do me inÂ. Puzzle people!
You came in with a clash, a bang, a dirty game! Checkin right for the mate.
When I just wanna have a civil dialogue, you just wanna debate.
And I don't remember asking you, but you elaborate.
Uh huh.
I don't want your slant, and I don't want your slide. I don't need your rant, don't wanna take your side.
Puzzle people, where do you come from?
Puzzle people, you gotta trample everyone.
Prepping all your brassy know it alls like a loaded gun.
Puzzle people.
I don't want your slant, and I don't want your slide,
I don't need your rant, don't wanna take your side,
I don't want your take, I don't want your pride, hunny. I don't need your spin, ain't gonna run and hide.
Puzzle people, where do you come from?
Puzzle people, gotta trample on my fun?
Prepping all your brassy know-Âit-Âalls like a loaded gunÂ.
Puzzle people
Puzzle people
Puzzle people
Puzzle people!