[Intro: Madlib]
Wha, why you mad?
(Don't go away mad) You did that yourself
You brought that upon yourself (What can you do anyway?)
Man, you hear this? ([?] like and learn)
You hear what went down, bro? (Don't go away man)
Shit was crazy (Don't go away- don't go away mad)
(lay there, catch your breath, get yourself back together)
Ay, where you going? (You ever seen a bigger fool?)
(N***as ain't got no respect, no respect)

[Hook: Quasimoto + Madlib]
Ay girl
Don't go away mad, just go away
You ain't gotta go away mad, girl, just go away
Lord Quas ain't the one to play the hydrant game
Astro Black ain't the one to play the hydrant game

[Verse 1: Quasimoto]
You ripped it for the last time, raising your leg on me
Now here you come back and fresh and clean as you can be
Talking about (I'll give you a little more trust in time)
(If I was you, I'd give her mine)
I'm boycotting your big butt, baby
I see your game, you take the cake, you in (Alright, honey)
Yeah, like Mr. Buddha would say, I crown you Miss Universal monkey wrench
(Madlib)
Yo, send in the sub, coach, I'm staying on the bench
[Hook x2]
Don't go away mad, just go away
You ain't gotta go away mad, girl, just go away
Lord Quas ain't the one to play the hydrant game
Astro Black ain't the one to play the hydrant game

[Verse 2]
All those lights, two hundred green, and so on
Yep, them shits will still be right here when you done gone (I done tried to tell ya)
And that new sweetie man that you and your friends swore was the perfect gentleman (I see you understand)
That you saw yourself grouping in it
The fancy dresses with no wrinkles, dreaming about doing it
(I done tried to tell ya) The world ain't all that high
(I done tried to tell ya) The world ain't all that new
(I done tried to tell ya) The world ain't all that true
(I done tried to tell ya) So now who's the fool?

[Hook x2]
Don't go away mad, just go away
You ain't gotta go away mad, girl, just go away
Lord Quas ain't the one to play the hydrant game
Astro Black ain't the one to play the hydrant game

[Outro: Madlib + Quasimoto]
(My story's said, ain't it?)
Nothing, what's wrong?
What, the cat got your tongue or something? Give me all the details
Yo, ain't but one detail
(What's that supposed to mean?)
[Sample]
You always come out holding gold-bladed handles, raising your leg on me
And I always come out holding that sticky brown end
You ripped it the last time, mama, raising your leg on me
You ripped for the last time, mama, raising your leg on me