Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Mean A Thing , by - Borialis. Song from the album What You Thought You Heard, in the genre Ню-металRelease date: 31.12.2002
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Mean A Thing , by - Borialis. Song from the album What You Thought You Heard, in the genre Ню-металDon't Mean A Thing |
| Enough of all that, let’s switch up the format, |
| And talk some more trash, I’m getting bored fast |
| Ain’t gonna talk gats, just hand-to-hand combat, |
| Man-to-man, full contact, on the floor mat, |
| Your weak blows are deflectable, |
| I’ll go toe-to-toe with you, at your own dojo, |
| Want none of you bozos at my show, |
| where some silly hoe’s shakin’her ass up in my video |
| I didn’t kick flows in the cold until my lips froze, |
| So folk can always tell me how my shit goes |
| I grab a pencil like it’s a pistol |
| But this way it isn’t problem if it hits you |
| You won’t see what you want from me, |
| So don’t come to me well «what's it all mean?"cause' |
| It don’t mean a thing |
| Your lies is all I despise, |
| Been fightin’guys like you all my life and |
| They don’t mean a thing. |
| My best shit ain’t even on my set list, |
| Cus half the listeners can’t even get this, |
| So what! |
| you sold records, you ain’t respected, |
| You went too far and tried too hard to be accepted, |
| This can never be a thing of jealousy, |
| Just don’t be tellin’me to check the melody, |
| I got the better beats, got the better rhymes, |
| I made sure I bettered mine ahead of time |
| So what’s up kid? |
| Your big head’s been busted, |
| Don’t get disgusted, I’m just servin’justice. |
| You won’t see what you want from me, |
| So don’t come to me well «what's it all mean?"cause' |
| It don’t mean a thing |
| Your lies is all I despise, |
| Been fightin’guys like you all my life and |
| They don’t mean a thing. |
| So don’t attempt, to beg for my pardon, |
| Cause’I’ll keep talkin’til’my arteries harden, |
| I’ve takin’losses, told off some bosses, |
| Sick of all them jobs that all make me nauseous, |
| It ain’t worth it, workin’for no purpose, |
| For cash I’m hurtin', future’s uncertain, |
| So I keep searching, livin’and learnin', |
| Earnest to earn everything I’m deservin' |
| If I can’t be on the stage with my band jammin', |
| I’ll be standin’on the street corner panhandlin'! |
| You won’t see what you want from me, |
| So don’t come to me well «what's it all mean?"cause' |
| It don’t mean a thing |
| Your lies is all I despise, |
| Been fightin’guys like you all my life and |
| They don’t mean a thing. |
| You won’t see what you want from me, |
| So don’t come to me well «what's it all mean?"cause' |
| It don’t mean a thing |
| Your lies is all I despise, |
| Been fightin’guys like you all my life and |
| They don’t mean a thing. |
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