"Emotional Damage" lyrics
D Double E & Sir Spyro Lyrics
(Emotional damage)
Man know what I do it's all gang gang when passing through
You know the dilly yo you know then the cue
If you send a man 1 then I'll send back 2
I get it in and give back too
Naa some of these man still ain't gotta clue
They can't understand my view
Till I send for my dawg every ting get chew
Better stay in your yard like you got curfew
Make a man have to packed up and run out the ends
Make a man have to hide out in curfu
I'll catch man just like flew
Lick man down with a bird eye view
Who was there your only a few
When the bullet stick to your head like glue
Man know what I'm like when I jump on mic I'm outtin lights
Starting mosh pits starting fights
Taking this ting to the higher heights
Tell Sean Paul gimmie the light ca me ah bun sound boy tonight
Egnite the dynamite
And bun out a parasite
For you I will never end up in cuffs
Scruffy they all look rough
My zoot you will never ever get one puff
There nothing for us to discuss that money your offering just not enough expecting
(Emotional damage)
Look around you cant get the quality
Na none of that talk don't bother me
Ca us man are making history
If it's just me then that my philosophy
You can't lean me get off of me
Of me you can't make a mockery
If mana not moving right the solider will make the big ting go for me
You cant get the quality
Na none of that talk do bother me
Ca us man are making history
If it's just me then that's my philosophy
Can't lean me get off of me
Of me you can't make a mockery
(Emotional damage)
Man know what I do it's all gang gang when passing through
You know the dilly yo you know then the cue
If you send a man 1 then I'll send back 2
I get it in and give back too
Naa some of these man still ain't gotta clue
They can't understand my view
Till I send for my dawg every ting get chew
Better stay in your yard like you got curfew
Make a man have to packed up and run out the ends
Make a man have to hide out in curfu
I'll catch man just like flew
Lick man down with a bird eye view
Who was there your only a few
When the bullet stick to your head like glue
Man know what I'm like when I jump on mic I'm outtin lights
Starting mosh pits starting fights
Taking this ting to the higher heights
Tell Sean Paul gimmie the light ca me ah bun sound boy tonight
Egnite the dynamite
And bun out a parasite
For you I will never end up in cuffs
Scruffy they all look rough
My zoot you will never ever get one puff
There nothing for us to discuss that money your offering just not enough expecting
(Emotional damage)
Look around you cant get the quality
Na none of that talk don't bother me
Ca us man are making history
If it's just me then that my philosophy
You can't lean me get off of me
Of me you can't make a mockery
If mana not moving right the solider will make the big ting go for me
You cant get the quality
Na none of that talk do bother me
Ca us man are making history
If it's just me then that's my philosophy
Can't lean me get off of me
Of me you can't make a mockery
(Emotional damage)
