Skints Rat-a-tat
I know with a bit of control you could be a little
better, better yet a better friend to me (me say that)
I know you could get your life in order, hear it
knocking on your door with a Ratatat-tat. I know with a
bit of control you could be a little better, better yet
a better friend to me, (me say that) I know you could
get your life in order, hear it knocking on your door
with a Ratatat-tat. (tat tat tat tat)
Cause I mark it as a must have, ride it like a mustang,
ignore it like your phone rang, say it like I have
saying took away my life man, took away my life line,
couldn't be my only. When you see me you treat me like
a piece of meat, like a DVD cause i'm a VCR, see and I
will be ghastly cause i lost my last me, ran around for
your sake so I'm gonna get nasty
(CHORUS) I know that you are no good for me. One more
time and then you'll set me free.
I'm rocking back and forth of course I'll blame it on
myself.
(I been going stir crazy from haze And awake for two
days Better than to be sleeping in hell)
Falling apart like a fragment, climbing back into my
shell.
And it's bait that's she's making me change Love became
hate and rage I'm locked up, but I aint in a cell, Aint
cocked up but I'm blaming myself, Long stuff feeling
pain from a girl. Monged out and away from the world
for a minute, Friends say it's the way of the world
that I live in, And I don't wanna give it. But honestly
I'm finished and the quality's diminished and I'm
feeling kinda sick-ish, Hook, line and sinker like
fishes, Never took time and did my three wishes, Make a
hook/line and keep myself singing, Could say that I've
scored and ain't winning, But mate that's women, innit.
(CHORUS) I know that you are no good for me. One more
time and then you'll set me free.
Got a little bit of 8-bit raggabit. My reggae vibe
alive, having all of it. Visit all eternity it stops
while I play, when I'm physically yearning for the bass
while i'm holding it. Got a little bit of Grime, no
crime. Cosmically fly, well you're gonna be mine
Frank West better make it cause he's running up high,
me ah dead the undead, one rhyme at a time!
One more time, so divine, one of mine, bickering ain't
gonna make you get in line this time. Me second maybe
lady will evolve? I'm trying! But you're keeping me
right here with your protective stylin. Can you hear
the bell ah ring? I hear the bell ah chime, man ah say
me ah the one but I know you tell a lie you know you
made me wanna die? I had a cry, no style, read the
signs me haffi say goodbye.
(CHORUS) I know that you are no good for me. One more
time and then you'll set me free.
You get down... my soul ah weak and you've been messing
around. But this sound, rocking around the system. My
likkle soul, me dancing around!
Now hold up.
