Fuck What Ya Heard

Don’t touch my tools

You could get broken bones

You’re always in my biz

What the fuck do you know

About my home grown

As I connect the dots

I make visible

What was invisible

Thought you knew

Now you do

What happen to the trust

Fuck what ya heard

I’m not about the words

All about the verbs

Try not to swerve

Hit the curb

Or you’ll get served

For spreading such dirt

You know that I’m the type 

That loves it real

So fuck what ya heard

I’m gonna show you what I learned

So go sing like a bird

You sound like a turd

Plainly absurd

Don’t listen to the lies

Keep your eyes on mine

You’re in for a surprise

You’ll love the size

Gonna get lost in this vibe

Show you how we can combine

One rhythm 

One rhyme

Frozen in time

I am your angel

Who craves you inside

I get down on my knees

I want your love

All over me

Electric surges

Pulsating inside

So fuck what ya heard

You’ll always be mine

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