My business is my business My time is my own And this stage is mine You do not know me so These ain't your hands to hold This ain't your spliff to smoke Don't talk about it now This is my microphone Fuse ain't as long as it used to be Words caught deeper than they ever did Talkin stupid ain't my thing Without the drugs or the gin Nice fellow, kinda mellow Not without sin Why you talkin so loud in my head? Is it something that you wanted to hear? I don't owe you conversation Maybe a smile My business is my business My time is my own And this stage is mine You do not know me so These ain't your hands to hold This ain't your spliff to smoke Don't talk about it now This is my microphone Yo never mentioning [?] impressing me 'Cause if you're begging attention, you'll never get it see [?] Please let it be You will never get ahead of me I ain't got the sense to leave And you ain't got the sense to leave The remedy to ten penny pedantry Life's sedentary, you're energy's affecting me Never [?] the ascendancy was meant to be I'm gonna need a moment to process mentally So let me find a way to while away the hours 'Cause any time a day the [?] takes it forward Braque, the stage is ours, better give a walk for Crowds be like bitches, always begging him for encores That's why I mind my fucking business, of course You can't have a go on this if it's not yours Bonjour, while I deviate this twist I'd appreciate if you could see your way outta my business My business is my business My time is my own And this stage is mine You do not know me so These ain't your hands to hold This ain't your spliff to smoke Don't talk about it now This is my microphone