Testo Get Your Handz Off - edited; Feat. Swizz Beatz - Jin feat. Swizz Beatz
Testo della canzone Get Your Handz Off - edited; Feat. Swizz Beatz (Jin feat. Swizz Beatz), tratta dall'album The Rest Is History
(Jin, Jin, Jin, yeah)
(Jin, Jin, Jin)
The rest is history (Jin, Jin, Jin)
Neo keep 'em rockin' baby
Double R, what!
I got this part right here
From the start to the finish, I'ma bark on contenders
Wanna tarnish my image, I can't promise forgiveness
See I was never like this, my moms would never like this
And y'all was never like us, that's why y'all never liked us
See I might take ya style, flip it back, make it crack
Sell a couple mill get some stacks, here you go now take it back
I'm spittin' lines of fire, I'm in the line of fire
Designer attire makin' me a sign of desire
I just rhyme to inspire, ya favorite line supplier
I run thru fan signs and land mines the size of tires
How many minds inquire? I got mines and acquired
Enough props to make y'all resign and retire
Now hold on and just stomp stomp, get ya hands off me
Now hold on and just stomp stomp, get ya hands off me
This is hot as gets, ya s- not as intense
My flow got 'em convinced, they ain't got at him since
My back's against the wall
So if I turn and flee and run from what's in front of me
That won't make no sense at all
This for my dons and divas, haters and non believers
They just tryin' to deceive us like Judas dishonored Jesus
Why you tryin' to critique this?
Don't take kindness for weakness
Leave you behind the speakers
Body minus some pieces
You got records to sell, I got records to break
You will never excel against me, measure the rate
I got too much at stake, I just follow my fate
Annihilate and dominate and I ain't even tryin' to wait
Now hold on and just stomp stomp, get ya hands off me
Now hold on and just stomp stomp, get ya hands off me
While you hang out, I bang out, make moves like shots rang out
Wanna know what my slang 'bout?
They be like "Shut yo d- mouth"
Ya chances are slim, makin' advances on Jin
While you shootin' the breeze, I'm dancin' with the wind
This is not ya ordinary, my style sorta varies
Slaughter you, then ya crew 'cause you know the more the merry
You already know the outcome, so how come you doubt son?
I'm goin' out by any means necessary, Malcolm
Hiphop without Jin, is like shootouts with guns
Churches without nuns, bankers without funds
Smokin' without lungs, cities without slums
If my fans force me get ya f- hands off me
Now hold on and just stomp stomp, get ya hands off me
Now hold on and just stomp stomp, get ya hands off me
Credits
Writer(s): Qaadir Atkinson, Louis B. Wilson, Ricardo Wilson, Jin Au-yeung, Carlos D Wilson
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