dobak - something's in the water

Something's in the water, hear it creeping on me
I get the feeling that they're watching like they're peepin' my steeze
I feel the temperature falling below 40 degrees
That's too cold to be
Too cold to be
Something's in the water, feel it tickling my feet
My nightmares swimming to the surface of my reality
I'm treading water but I think my blood is starting to freeze
That's too cold to be
Too cold to be
(I seen 'em swimmin' under surface, man I'm freaked out
Thief come in the night & then he sneak out
Bossing up before they kick your feet out
Snakes in the garden I been trying to weed out
Glasses off, think I can barely see now?
My my, would you look at the time
I gotta fly, I think I might creep
I rest, I don't sleep
Keep one eye peeped, cos)
Everybody get cold when they wanna get gold
When they wanna get bought
When they wanna get sold, c'mon
I think you already know
And everybody sees what they wanna see, when they wanna see it
Some boys die in the street still believing in god
(Like he gon' save you)
Ooh no baby, he's gone
(Gotta save yourself)
And everybody want a piece of the pie
Want a piece of your time
Want a piece of the crime, not the blame
Some dudes gave up brains in '09
Swear, them dudes was never quite the same
And everybody want a piece of your pie
Want a piece of your time
Want a piece of the crime, but they don't want blame
Something's in the water, hear it creeping on me
I get the feeling that they're watching like they're peepin' my steeze
I feel the temperature falling below 40 degrees
That's too cold to be
Too cold to be
Something's in the water, feel it tickling my feet
My nightmares swimming to the surface of my reality
I'm treading water but i think my blood is starting to freeze
That's too cold to be
Too cold to be
My mistake
Tummy ache
Got the best of me
I'm feeling strange
What a waste of a melody
Time gets away
No point waiting on the sun to shine
When baby says she wanna rock it all night long
You gon' wake up in the morning with your chains n keys gone
She'll take your whip
She'll take your cash
Shoulda known better now
Shame on your ass
Whatcha gonna do?
Shoulda heard what she said to her man about you
Fuck it, I'm watching my shows
Cooking pollo y arroz
Painting my toes
Popping a pill in the snow
And crashing the whip when I go
Now I never go
I handle my business alone
Keeping my cash in a roll
Minding my own
I'm taking back that which they stole
Boy watch your tone
This ain't a gift, it's a loan

Written by:
Jon Dunne

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