Tribute

This one is dedicated to the excitable ones
 Not the possums playing dead messing with my head
 "X" amount of action, "X" amount of games
 For years again I tell you the same, ooh, ooh ooo
 Gone already to the bored of it all type, lingo
 That I'm seein every single night I'm out
 Bustin' head for it but yours gets busted right back
 Lip split and, I messed up but I got back tryin'
 Don't bother lying 'bout constant disappointment
 But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a front
 You're unmotivated, You're sort of faded
 But the remedy is not so get on with what you got
 Remember "Lady of Guadalupe" The times my mother made mole
 After mass we would get home, The girls running to the phone
 And I'm in my bedroom the 45 on my record player
 Was "We're In This Love Together"
 At the time I never realized how songs haunted
 The ones that I heard I played because I wanted
 Drawing on my wall from time to time coolin'
 Making creatures come alive with no schoolin'
 When I'm on the microphone
 The method that I make is much patience
 The method that I make is much patience
 I wait for the beat and then I make sense
 I'm comin' in hot forgot, you definitely got no clue
 I'm comin' in hot you got, you definitely got so rude
 Boy actin' coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy
 I tell ya this is a tribute
 No one looks as foolish as the excitable ones
 But then again there's no one has as much fun
 "X" amount of action, "X" amount of games
 For years again I tell you the same, ooh, ooh ooo
 Once I met a man who made nearly no mistakes
 He would never bet on a longshot and he'd never bet on a break and
 He's condescending and talks gossip galore
 But the dude was definitely such a bore
 Hear me now I messed up but I got back trying
 Don't bother lying 'bout constant disappointment
 But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a front
 Yeah, unmotivated you're sort faded
 But the real man is not the one hiding behind the gunshot, boom!
 Time travelin' through my memory
 There's a younger Doug gazin' at the galaxy
 Space trippin' vato of the stars
 Searchin' for UFO's from Neptune and Mars
 Ode to an alien I know you're out there
 Cosmic lonely heart tell me if you care
 I'm listening for your sound, here on the ground
 I'm listening for your sound, here on the ground
 When I'm on the microphone
 The method that I make is much patience
 The method that I make is much patience
 I wait for the beat and then I make sense
 I'm comin' in hot forgot you definitely got no clue
 I'm comin' in hot you got you definitely got so rude
 Boy actin' coy you got nuts like Almond Joy
 I tell ya this is a tribute
 I'm vexing many mofos but I'm wishing you the best
 I keep 'bout half my lyrics and I throw out the rest
 Cause fly on by, you can if you want to
 The method that makes sense is patience