Getting Dumb
Don't go dumb, we ain't that close to the bay
I'm just talking about, some of the things that we say
It seems we're all at war, with a sinister art
They use the supermarket sales when they administer charts
Now baby, be yourself, man, you don't have to check
You don't have to play the songs that they got in their decks
But where'd the rudeboys go, they're a band on the run
They rap like turning some tricks, but they ain't havin' no fun
Where'd you go, I'm always here
Whatever you need, I'm always near
And I know you, are losing touch
And I know, you're getting dumb
Shoot your TV, come on, I know you can do it
I got a itchy trigger finger, I can walk you right through it
Girls, they talk like Friends, in their lunch conversation
Generation gap jumpers, wrapped in observations
Man, I sell that rap to the Globe And Mail
I'm used to sailing ships just to get those sales
Man, but don't sell out, to the advert crews
30 seconds, take your song, they get it microbrewed
Where'd you go, I'm always here
Whatever you need, I'm always near
And I know you, are losing touch
And I know, you're getting dumb
I'm just talking about, some of the things that we say
It seems we're all at war, with a sinister art
They use the supermarket sales when they administer charts
Now baby, be yourself, man, you don't have to check
You don't have to play the songs that they got in their decks
But where'd the rudeboys go, they're a band on the run
They rap like turning some tricks, but they ain't havin' no fun
Where'd you go, I'm always here
Whatever you need, I'm always near
And I know you, are losing touch
And I know, you're getting dumb
Shoot your TV, come on, I know you can do it
I got a itchy trigger finger, I can walk you right through it
Girls, they talk like Friends, in their lunch conversation
Generation gap jumpers, wrapped in observations
Man, I sell that rap to the Globe And Mail
I'm used to sailing ships just to get those sales
Man, but don't sell out, to the advert crews
30 seconds, take your song, they get it microbrewed
Where'd you go, I'm always here
Whatever you need, I'm always near
And I know you, are losing touch
And I know, you're getting dumb
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Writer(s): Roland Pemberton
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