Hodgy - What's Yours lyrics
[Hodgy - What's Yours lyrics]
What is yours is mine because you
Took it from my house
Never bite the hand that feeds you
Took your food right our your mouth
You're thirsty
Malnourished for that lifestyle
That I flourish
And foreign kind of like a tourist
My shopping cart full of groceries
For Trenton to tornish
These hands be clucking like Cornish
Your stories sobby and boring and I
Don't fuckin' feel for it
Crying wolf is annoying
You brew the soup that your
Pouring into your bowl
Toro sushi for my fucking enjoyment
You think you going in for the kill
You the lowest grade of poison
Benadryl for the hives, clean it off
Apply the ointment
Justify what is appointment
Adjust your lies to get a jointed
Don't dodge your odds, this is the coin flip