Paul Wall - Bizzy Body

Try clicking on any of these words!

AS: I’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Any way any day I relay what's on my brain

commanding things to be my way

Trying clicking that button again and clicking one of these words.

I'm repeatedly pushing the button, but nope, nothing. Lets try another red button.

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

notation of a mathematical dilation. Push, provoke the big red round button

 

while these thugs outside let the chamber push,

notation of a mathematical dilation. Push, provoke the big red round button

Blasts something. Pasts exploited for nothing.

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

I'm just your entertainment... right?

I walk downstairs and what do you know they wer like man come on i doubledare

Go downstairs, take my water, fluff it with honey

So I went Down South but I ended up North

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

I could accomplish any task, practicing trash talking in a trance

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

couldn't draw the line, guess what happens next

I skated all day, I just need some rest, I'm depressed

Skated from howwies straight to your school

Odd Future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

But she forgot about the golden rule

Nostradamus couldn't predict this lyrical apocalypse.