Songtexte B I O S (BasicInputOutputSystem) - DREAD

Dirt on my shoes get a clue
I got something so old that it's new
Who'd a knew, that I'd do it like this,
that, I would ever end up taking
scissors to the noose
You got something on your shirt
made you look
I could read you front to back, you a (exhale)
You would never understand it, but I do,
I move so fluid, like juice I do it,

I'm proven to be true,
when I speak it's facts
You got a notice in the mail, it say you wack
I won't ever get that message,
you will never grip the essence,
I'll forever tip the scales off whatever
you could ever get to thinking that the balance is
Stick you for some cash,
jump the bank, check my balances
Buy a couple ounces for the low,
then flip it to some mo, n buy poles with the profit
Off to, do it all again
so often,
You and I so different aren't we
I get it done before you start it
I got it done and you ain't started