Текст песни Getcha Getcha One Way - Die IV Ty

I wreck it, on record, I take it apart
I break it down to the quark
Please don't mistake me for art, I'm too sharp
You will not play with my heart, I'm too smart
Wreck it on record, off record, I take it apart
I break it down to the quark
Please don't mistake it for art, I'm too sharp
You will not play with my heart, I'm too smart
Do not offend me, you not fin to out-swim a shark
I'm leaving them out in the dark
Please don't mistake me for art, I'm too sharp
You will not play with my heart, I'm too smart

Had a young nigga, head sprung, head spun, heaven
At least I know where it came from
Let me settle in, I know, adrenaline and then some
Last night I remembered you
The nostalgia had me invincible
I wish I could see you now
How did we get so distant, it was you
You knew me with my old goals, so long ago
You don't know; you don't even know
The levels I've been getting too
Still thinking about getting you
In the physical
Let me through
You knew me and my worst enemy
It was me
I couldn't have expected you to intervene
Without casualties, injuries, bad energy

I went to war with myself
I didn't like how I made me feel
If I could only tell you what I found out
With only words
Wait until it hit ya

God
You have no idea
I'ma get'cha every-time
Get'cha, get'cha
Get'cha, get'cha
One way
One way
Wait, until it hit ya
I'm get'cha everytime
Get'cha, get'cha
Get'cha, get'cha

Don't ask me if I saved you or spared you, I don't know
Pray to my Acadia I'll save you pro-bono
I feel like Keller, I see no, I hear no
Hell no, hello, got demons got several
Helmets won't save you from Kemet, you donzo
These niggas stuck on my dick for the come up
My shit, the shit, you get sick from the run off
Clip in and run off you fickle, predictable
Whipping I don't give a shit how it come out
Pitching the shit, give a fuck how I come off
I might come right for the summer like Donna
You thought you had time to go somewhere, no, goner
Flow anaconda but longer, no, larger
You can tell this shit belong to no human
I will not be here too long for the drama
If only they tried like they jump to conclusions
Got one half like Ranma,
In a tank of piranha
I'm calm as Klonopin
I'll take that arm off
even if I'm your father
I'm godly god-body, I'll go for your family
Like how they did the Potter's
Won't leave the survivor
Be honest
Don't spit I vomit
I want a rolls, like Kurama
I want four hoes to fuck me to Nirvana
And free marijuana
Treat me like a shaman