Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Flesh Not Bone , by - Spooks. Release date: 23.10.2012
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Flesh Not Bone , by - Spooks. Flesh Not Bone |
| Drown me out 'till my shell gets hard |
| (Heart to Heart combat, we just spar) |
| Oh, underneath I’m flesh not bone |
| (You wore me down I’m so broke and cold) |
| Um, sticks and stones may hurt me |
| (You fuckin' with spooks, and I’m sees, we all see) |
| Oh, your words kill, likin' high roll |
| (You'll get mo' debt, let shorty play you like that) |
| I’m flesh not bone |
| (What you whining at for, kick her out the back door) |
| I’m flesh not bone |
| (You caught her cheating? Well, do your dirty deceiving) |
| Baby, you got me livin solo |
| Can I trade my heart, you’re blocking my flow |
| I’m drowning from the pain of your undertow (So?) |
| And I wonder how much farther down can I go (That's right) |
| Damn your love, it snuck up on me on some cool shit |
| And it got me vexed, try to recollect and retrace the steps |
| Of how it used to be all sweet, but now it’s all beat |
| Tortured by painful memories, my own thoughts are enemies |
| And how this happened to us, we used to be cool |
| Triply chilling, and never violating the rules of business |
| Man, I told you never trust a woman |
| When you need to wing cash, swinging the stash |
| You pay for the ass, It’ll never last |
| When the dough go, so with the ho' |
| Now I’m feeling pitiful, broke and brittle, alone and critical |
| Heartbroken and huffing for nothing |
| No cash, no tits, no ass, no nothing (See ya) |
| I used to be shopping around, slopping them down, flop |
| But now I’m breakin' them down |
| Making not out like Jackie Brown |
| Poverty bound, and bummed sisters |
| Lookin all stupid and broke like Todd Bridges |
| Drown me out till my shell gets hard |
| (Heart to Heart combat, we just spar) |
| Underneath I’m flesh not bone |
| (You wore me down I’m so broke and cold) |
| Umm, Sticks and stones may hurt me |
| (You fuckin' with spooks, and I’m sees, we all see) |
| Oh, your words kill, likin' high roll |
| (You get mo' debt, lettin' shorty play you like that) |
| I’m flesh not bone |
| (What you whining at for, kick her out the back door) |
| Yeah, I’m flesh not bone |
| (You caught her cheating? Do your dirty deceiving) |
| She is looking with no good intensions |
| Through your bone, right from her evil ways |
| Using your heart to feed her gluttonous greed |
| It takes some motivation to cheat, lie, and deceit |
| Keepin' your composure what you’re suppose' to do |
| When dealing with the opposite sex, don’t get upset over no dumb shit |
| And don’t be surprised to realize it’s not you |
| She’s attracted to your money, and don’t give a fuck about you |
| Me, I’m not backing down from the game |
| But if you disrespect yourself, I’ll put ya back on the shelf |
| If you devote most of your time, trying to advertise |
| Your hips, lips, tits, mid-drifts and thighs |
| I’m surprised that most of ya’ll |
| Ya’ll supposed to all be a part of a solution |
| But you’re prostituting yourself |
| And you won’t even admit, wanna argue and shit |
| I’m like fuck it, then throw a couple of compliments, and hit it |
| It all started when I gave the long stroke her long throat |
| Took off her long coat, laid down and made her sing song notes like (song note |
| sounds) |
| But now, hands in my pocket, you gold digger |
| If Water was loot, you’d drink the whole river |
| Remember? |
| You treated Dinero like cold liver |
| Now I’m gonna tell your ass like Lone Ranger told Silver |
| «Kiddie up, freak buzzard… Caught your ass, sleeping with my cousin» |
| Then called the cops n' said I was beating your husband |
| (Damn) Now 50 looking for me (Oh lordy) |
| I should’ve listened when you said, «Water, you can’t afford me.» |
| Drown me out till my shell gets hard |
| (Heart to Heart combat, we just spar) |
| Underneath I’m flesh not bone |
| (You wore me down I’m so broke and cold) |
| Sticks and stones may hurt me |
| (You fuckin' with spooks, and I’m sees, we all see) |
| Oh, your words kill like, and I roll |
| (You get mo' debt, lettin' shorty play you like that) |
| I’m flesh not bone |
| (What you whining at for, kick her out the back door) |
| I’m flesh not bone |
| (You caught her cheating? Well do your dirty deceiving) |
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