BOOM yeah Back on the scene Where ya look good by being mean Yeah friend for another round bringing you up while laying it down Damn! like jumping into the ring just a sing but it ain't nothing Yeah man, foe or friend do you got ink or venom in your pen cos
You think I love you You think I need you Damn no, get out the door Don't wanna see your face no more
Man now watch that toe I ain't a step ladder man I don't think so Whoa boy what ya trying to do are you writing a column or jumping the queue? Queue yes to your favourite scene not the Q to the R to the S to the T to the U Man between you and I you don't know your truth from your lies no
You think I love you You think I need you Damn no, get out the door Don't wanna see your face no more
Take a look tell me whats you aim Tell me why you're in this game There's better use for your pen than criticising others for doing their thing maybe then, maybe then you'll see you can't cage something that's free anyway cut to the chase I don't wanna see your face no more
Compositor: John Charles Wiltshire-butler ECAD: Obra #21478942