( Duff McKagan / Doc Newmann )

A song 'bout bein' pissed,
fuck that shit. My buddy
"Doc" from "Haus Mob"
wrote and did the rap
part, Rob from Skids
played drums. This tune is
based on a riff I'd been
screwing around with for years.
LA Conway, Colorado
Sound and Seattle Triad

"Come on Doc tell it like it is A bitch is a bitch and you been dissed"

"This is Doc from the mob
and I about to step to ya"
I'm a tell a lil tale about a
trifle ass crook
She was the love of my
life yeah well that's a joke
We got home early from
tour about a quarter to
seven
After 6 months of hell I
missed my lil piece of heaven
Duff dropped me by the
pad about nine fifteen
Me benz was in the drive
way wait mine's black and that's
Dark green
The door was ajar I threw a clip in
my nine
I dropped my hat on disgust my
girl was blown his mind
I couldn't believe it she was sit-
ting there had knee pads
On and everything beat this

She had the nerve to ask "What
you doin home so soon"
Bitch this is my world, my house
and my room
As she tried to explain with fake
tears in her eyes
I despised the past love and
believing her lies
Just pack your shit and honey
leave my ring
She left with what she came with
not a goddamn thing
I said honey you lost/now you're
a mirage
So get that shit out of my driveway
and the fuck outta
Dodge Matt Dillon's gonna run
your ass out
I don't really need you

And I don't really want you baby
Said I
I don't really care
I I don't really need you mama
Said no more no more

This bed that you made's a been
torn and tattered
And it smells like another man

This bottle that I drink is for you
baby
You've made me just a meaner
man
I did all I could every change I got
Bought you diamonds pearls
even
Gave you my rock. But you
Threw it away on a 6-month fling
This motherfucker's a square
Can't even sing
So you ladies be warned don't
diss my crew
Cause my crew will do for me
before you will do
But we got each other back
Enough's enough
That's Doc from the Mob and my
homeboy Duff

That's me that's right I'm sick of
hearing la de da le de da
From your ass

I don't really want you, baby

Said I don't really care
I - I don't really need you, mama
Said no more no more

This bed that you made's a been
torn and tattered
And it smells like another man

This bottle that I drink is for you
now, baby
You've made me just a meaner
man, yeah

You said you'd really take care of
me
Instead you just made me bleed
How's that make you feel, huh?

See I don't know what you're
thinkin
My name's Doc not Nintendo
You can't play me
So don't call, don't come see
me
I want you to leave the keys to my
house
Leave the keys to my car
Leave me the keys to me home-
boy's car
Cause I know you got his keys
Ice Cube said it best "A bitch is a
bitch"
"Yo, Duff let's get out of here.
Wait a minute this is my
motherfuckin house"
"That's right man"

Duff: Bass, Rhythm Guitar, Superfly
Guitar, Chorus & Ad Lib Vocals
West Arkeen: Lead Guitar
Doc: Lead Vocal
Rob Affuso: Drums
Dizzy Reed: Piano
Slam: Backing Vocals
Joie Mastrokalos: Chorus Backing Vocals