Hiding Upstairs (feat. Myk Robinson)
There's a sermon and it's creeping in my room
It's rattling my room
Tickling my womb
And I try and keep it locked out
But it's knocking down my walls and it's kicking in my door
He's hiding upstairs
Get him down
Why's he hiding upstairs?
You're gonna get me shot if you keep it up
You're gonna get me shot
Oh, here he comes
With the wisecracks
Mr. Wisecracks
So fucking funny with the wisecracks
so fucking funny
Fuck him
Imbalance
It's rattling my room
Tickling my womb
And I try and keep it locked out
But it's knocking down my walls and it's kicking in my door
He's hiding upstairs
Get him down
Why's he hiding upstairs?
You're gonna get me shot if you keep it up
You're gonna get me shot
Oh, here he comes
With the wisecracks
Mr. Wisecracks
So fucking funny with the wisecracks
so fucking funny
Fuck him
Imbalance
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Writer(s): Wayne Coulson
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