I know you think you're better than me, you think you know whats best, the reality of it is you never will amount to shit, i don't care what you think
far away Take take a look under here Where deprivation turns into decay I've stood under this rain, felt it seep into my brain I've shut my eyes and
far away Take, take a look under here Where deprivation turns into decay I've stood under this rain Felt it seep into my brain I've shut my eyes and
strip got gold, leten em boys know Ima hop out with the crease in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named
Take dem to the zones of bones, like dat, well [Unverified] Yo dunn, they tried to knock me down, bury me under Big pipes soundin' like thunder Skated by the skin of my
wood strip got gold, leten em boys know Ima hop out with the crease in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna
score Any messes with shore the criss on that craw Climb on a couch chick off the criss in New York I don't pop till a spend my pist on that boy But
know what lick him She get a island lover, fi kiss her up under cover What Shaggy tell them Island lover To kiss and caress her under cover Island lover To kiss and caress her under
into my office Won't you try to sample, a taste of my stuff? I've got a million different flavors All the boys say they can't get enough Once I'm under
Zoom Zoom in under my skin Gotta slow down now to begin Baby don't rush You can look but don't touch You think you know When u see me in my videos How
.b. goes by bully jones He loves showing up out of nowhere And getting under my skin The sad thing is he's going to stay there If I don't score again
place where it's hot, love You know it hurts to breathe in And the watershed you balance on is begging it Well did he ever know Will he ever know? The
touch Zoom zoom in to my head Gotta know me to be my man Boy, prove your love You can look but don't touch Zoom zoom in under my skin Gotta slow down
promised to unsnap their jeans And you know that Tilt-a-Whirl down on the south beach drag? I got on it last night and my shirt got caught And it kept
Let's go And I ain't gotta tell y'all who I be Because these 100 dollar bills are like baller ID And I get under nigga's skin, they should call me IV
zones of bones, like dat well *begins chanting and rhyming* [prodigy] Yo dunn, they tried to knock me down, bury me under Big pipes soundin like thunder Skated by the skin of my
culture to pump your fist at, which foot is right to kiss we don't really know who the culprit is yet...but he looks like this we know who the heroes
