Little Boy
Little Boy
Like a ant to a elephant
Think I'm fallin' for ya
Nah, uh-uh
Ain't no tellin' why you waited
You ain't nothin'
Little boy
Time is up and now you owe me one
Archetypically you're on the run
Every freeway is serrated
You'll never make it
Nature's callin'
Danger's watching
Television
All in static
Creatures crawlin'
Angels watchin'
In the air
In the air
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Little boy
In my way
Walkin' over ya
Gonna pay for the game you run
Think I'm bluffin'
Fine, I'll take it
You are nothin'
Tyrannical with no one to hold
You're just
Imperious with none to control
You're just
A little boy
Why is this a conversation
You ain't nothin'
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
AYO
This little boy thinkin' he could out box me
But I got hands more efficient than a hot key
Imma put ya in ya place
You gon' need some false teeth
I'm finna
AYO
Nawl, that ain't it
Y'all remember that flick with O'Hara and Bruce Lee
When he did a back flip and knocked 'em ten feet
Well, ya got five seconds till I
AYO
I'm drawin' it out
I'm Stan and Jack Kirby
Copy and match ya
Adapt with a Massive Attack
I'm Tricky
I rock rhymes quantized in pocket
No matter which way ya shuffle it, I bring trouble
I'm problematic
Milt and Bradley poppin' out of the cleats
The neighborhood boogeyman
Nice to meet ya
And
I ain't goin' nowhere, see
I'm ya modern day Elm Street
Yeah, that's me
Scream
Nature's callin'
Danger's watching
Television
All in static
Creatures crawlin'
Angels watchin'
In the air
In the air
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
Like a ant to a elephant
Think I'm fallin' for ya
Nah, uh-uh
Ain't no tellin' why you waited
You ain't nothin'
Little boy
Time is up and now you owe me one
Archetypically you're on the run
Every freeway is serrated
You'll never make it
Nature's callin'
Danger's watching
Television
All in static
Creatures crawlin'
Angels watchin'
In the air
In the air
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Little boy
In my way
Walkin' over ya
Gonna pay for the game you run
Think I'm bluffin'
Fine, I'll take it
You are nothin'
Tyrannical with no one to hold
You're just
Imperious with none to control
You're just
A little boy
Why is this a conversation
You ain't nothin'
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
AYO
This little boy thinkin' he could out box me
But I got hands more efficient than a hot key
Imma put ya in ya place
You gon' need some false teeth
I'm finna
AYO
Nawl, that ain't it
Y'all remember that flick with O'Hara and Bruce Lee
When he did a back flip and knocked 'em ten feet
Well, ya got five seconds till I
AYO
I'm drawin' it out
I'm Stan and Jack Kirby
Copy and match ya
Adapt with a Massive Attack
I'm Tricky
I rock rhymes quantized in pocket
No matter which way ya shuffle it, I bring trouble
I'm problematic
Milt and Bradley poppin' out of the cleats
The neighborhood boogeyman
Nice to meet ya
And
I ain't goin' nowhere, see
I'm ya modern day Elm Street
Yeah, that's me
Scream
Nature's callin'
Danger's watching
Television
All in static
Creatures crawlin'
Angels watchin'
In the air
In the air
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
I don't think you know who you're dealing with
Thinkin' you could take me
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Writer(s): Lucy Morgan
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