Label - 18th Dye
We apply this sick principal on the statics
I'm now moving on you
You don't came
You done taken for real
And you can see why
Even tough in for good can be something bad at times
And you always sound as if you're cryin' when you come
Everything turned to a label
An A on you and a D on me
F**k me after dark or before
It's you really don't came for the fact that you don't move anymore
It's six months now and it hasn't move anything
Calling you high from the fly would be something too much somehow
And I'm still doubt it all and you don't care anyway
