Must keep my composure x2
Space rockin' and killers
Moving through the city
fill my body with the poison
head spinning to the rhythm like clockwork
I aint' trying to do no wrong but they leave with no choice man
there is so much spirit cut the curse to my verse
be the piper pick peppars and I snort lines sorry mom I'm just a man of my times
even though they hold me hostage
said I aint worth a dime and time is money so i aint worth your time
and I aint worth your time
but I aint worth your time x2
Hold it down
Must keep my composure
Must keep my composure
Must keep my composure
Run and hold me closer
Until this is over
Must keep my composure
Through your control look
Run hold me closer
Until this is over
Space rockin' and killers
Everybody is quick to put their arms around me
They got nuttin' to lose
All this gane shit I'm empty inside
And everytime I try to refuel
Quickly ringing
Told me times are hard for ?zemers?
thought I would be fine but
What?
these bitch ????????
But I'm sick of the intent of it
You don't know me and you don't know my style