Lyrics
You used me good, hip-hop gold digger
Dig into my thoughts and steal my mind
You choose to be a fool of your own making
Tick-tock, my time a-wasting away on your life
[Verse 1]
Now you get to stand there, be the victim of the day
Tell everyone around you, you were a pawn in your own game
Oh, how the sympathy will flow as you rest your weary head
You'll be thinking 'bout your hardship, I'll be chanting this instead
[Chorus]
You used me good, hip-hop gold digger
Dig into my thoughts and steal my mind
You choose to be a fool of your own making
Tick-tock, my time a-wasting away on your life
[Verse 2]
My ears have bled blood, never to return
I had to learn the hard way and the hard way gets you burned
So burn me at the stake, I'll be the witch of your middle age
As I stand here in the fire, my final words you'll hear me say
[Chorus]
You used me good, hip-hop gold digger
Dig into my thoughts and steal my mind
You choose to be a fool of your own making
Tick-tock, my time a-wasting away on your life
WRITERS
Brent Park, Karoline Tamati, Toby Laing
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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