Artist: Pegz f/ Reagan Album: Burn City Song: I Don't Need Your Judgments Typed by: newos_crib_is@hotmail.com [Verse 1 - Pegz] If I had a life coach, a stylist, a spiritual guider A criminal minded business advisor A PHD in political science Would I understand the government's indigenous crisis? Don't trust what the government say Nothing's changed since Sadam Hussein For a kid growing up in Kuwait Regulated by assumptions we make Bombing trains with the blood in his veins No languages of the past, mathematical sums Passages of the Bible, chapters of the Koran No, Bachelor of the arts I read the signs, without astrological charts No, psychologist to delve in my head No relationship counsellor to help with the stress No physiotherapist reality check I got enough common sense and self-respect [Hook] Pegz: I'm still burnin I'm still learnin in life I'm still trynna say somethin Reagan: Baby I don't need your judgment Pegz: Still searchin my mind But still trynna say somethin Reagan: Baby I don't need your judgment Pegz: Still learnin, still burnin inside I'm still trynna say somethin Reagan: Baby I don't need your judgment Baby I don't need it [Reagan] Baby I don't need it [Verse 2 - Pegz] If I had a personal trainer, a chauffer, a chaperone Black belt manager with focus and self-control Holistic life, no smoking or alcohol Would I live to see you wack ass rappers blow? Would I appeal to American offspring? Signed by Def Jam, managed by Don King Back up dancers and choreographed boxing Makeup artists and various brand sponsoring That's bullshit, drop the faŤade You wanna rap with an accent? That's not who we are Poppa large big shot, number 1 on the charts From the southeast coast where the poppies are cut (Ay) No A&R producing my best work No Primo beat, no Kanye guest verse No Timbaland remix, radio censored (Hey) We hold it down for Australian brethren [Hook] [Verse 3 - Pegz] I didn't, play guitar in my adolescence Have a, set of drums or piano lessons Or a, milk crate full of Sabbath records But I still got thrash metal fans dependent No, green thumb, in hydroponics No motivational speech by Tony Robbins No, law degree, no brokering knowledge To rise to the top and own a McDonald's I don't, rest on my laurels or reputation Every burning step is a revelation Still dedicated, still getting wasted Don't spend my days mourning expectation [Hook]