Moving through the city fill my body with the poison,
Head spinning to the rhythm like clockwork,
I ain't trying to do no wrong but they leave with no choice man,
There is so much spirit cut the curse to my verse,
Be the piper pick peppers and I snort lines,
Sorry mom I'm just a man of my times,
Even though they hold me hostage,
Said I ain't worth a dime and time is money so I ain't worth your time,
And I aint worth your time,
But I aint worth your time,
But I aint worth your time,
Hold it down
Must keep my composure,
Must keep my composure,
Must keep my composure,
Must keep my composure,
Through your control look,
London hold me closer,
Until this is over
Must keep my composure,
Through your control look,
London hold me closer,
Until this is over
uh! spank rock and the killers.
Everybody's quick to put their arms around me,
They've got nothing to lose,
All is gain, shit I'm empty inside,
And every time I try to refuel,
Quickly draining,
Told me times are hard, thought I would be fine but,
What? these bitch spit on the sentiment fierce,
But I'm sick of the intent of it,
You don't know me and you don't know my style,
Cause I'm a marathon, your thoughts a quarter mile.
Said you don't know my style,
You ain't half this wild,
You ain't half this wild,
Hold it down
That's right, lets stay cruel,
Come on and let me see you move
That's right, lets stay cruel,
Come on and let me see you move,
Hands up
Hands up
Stand up
Stand up X4
,
Taking it back to the basics, face it
We are the kind to pitch this song in basement,
And I ain't tying to have a problem here, so putcha ass in gear,
Go on and shake it,
get that ass in gear,
Go on and shake it,
get that ass in gear,
Go on and shake it,
get that ass in gear,
Go on and shake it,
get that ass in gear,
Go on and shake it,
get that ass in gear