Thousand Foot Krutch - Supafly lyrics
[Thousand Foot Krutch - Supafly lyrics]
Hey yo who's up in here?
The thousand foot squad
We smashin'
Thousand be the head of the class and
Rollin' through the party with
The stereo blastin'
We creepin' it's been seven
Since last weekend
Everybody in the club freakin'
And in the corner
I can see ya standin' there
Black jacket 'n' long hair
We've been exchanging stares and I know ya
And what'cha thinkin' yeah right
Wearin' ya clothes air-tight at the
Club every night and
Don't'cha know that brothers don't
Like the girls
That be into them guys that be tellin'
Them lies and listen here hun
Life's more than this
Ya tryin to tell me that'cha
Never get bored of this?
Yo, check this who you eye'in
Up for ya setlist
Frontin' with ya fake gold necklace
Not respected, 'n' yet ya wonderin' why
Seen the gleam in ya eyes
As soon as ya spotted them dollar signs
Girl what's next? Who you hittin'
Up for the Rolex?
Brothers need to check their specs
Brothers gettin' gamed on
Thinkin' she loves you and all that
Need to get it all back
Move on and step off that
She's the wrong type
But same goes for females
Cuz' guys be spittin' lies
Not telling the details
In the fine print, baby girl, don't sweat it
Cuz one of these days you'll regret it
And yo, the moral of the story is
Dogs and cats are notorious
For gettin' funny around cash money
So lesson learned
You playin' with fire get burned
Respect yourself, peace, kid hope ya learned
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind
You're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind
You're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby what!
Well it's the Sundance Kid
Yo the rap villain, I'm for real and
Peeps catchin' feelings of the lyrical
Caps that I'm peeling
Makin' noise y'all, me and
My Krutch boys y'all, stand tall
Cuz yo we ain't never gonna fall
Man forget that
Yo, we'll keep constantly comin' right back
Like Christ when He rose on the third
Strikin' ya nerves take ya down, down
Like Titanic to icebergs
If ya messin' with a girl for her curves
And yo, you might be
You think ya somethin' high and mighty
Might be that you be frontin'
Most likely, no doubt
Money be singin' the same song
Respect yourself hun, it's the 34th Psalm
And sometimes I feel, so unbreakable
I'm so forsakeable
I'm shattered, things aren't as they seem
They're so in between
They're so make believe that it's un-real
And wake me up when things are better
Cuz I can't take much more of
This and take these rags
But leave my comfortable sweater
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Alone, alone, a-lone
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind
You're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind
You're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind
You're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby what!
The thousand foot squad
We smashin'
Thousand be the head of the class and
Rollin' through the party with
The stereo blastin'
We creepin' it's been seven
Since last weekend
Everybody in the club freakin'
And in the corner
I can see ya standin' there
Black jacket 'n' long hair
We've been exchanging stares and I know ya
And what'cha thinkin' yeah right
Wearin' ya clothes air-tight at the
Club every night and
Don't'cha know that brothers don't
Like the girls
That be into them guys that be tellin'
Them lies and listen here hun
Life's more than this
Ya tryin to tell me that'cha
Never get bored of this?
Yo, check this who you eye'in
Up for ya setlist
Frontin' with ya fake gold necklace
Not respected, 'n' yet ya wonderin' why
Seen the gleam in ya eyes
As soon as ya spotted them dollar signs
Girl what's next? Who you hittin'
Up for the Rolex?
Brothers need to check their specs
Brothers gettin' gamed on
Thinkin' she loves you and all that
Need to get it all back
Move on and step off that
She's the wrong type
But same goes for females
Cuz' guys be spittin' lies
Not telling the details
In the fine print, baby girl, don't sweat it
Cuz one of these days you'll regret it
And yo, the moral of the story is
Dogs and cats are notorious
For gettin' funny around cash money
So lesson learned
You playin' with fire get burned
Respect yourself, peace, kid hope ya learned
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind
You're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind
You're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby what!
Well it's the Sundance Kid
Yo the rap villain, I'm for real and
Peeps catchin' feelings of the lyrical
Caps that I'm peeling
Makin' noise y'all, me and
My Krutch boys y'all, stand tall
Cuz yo we ain't never gonna fall
Man forget that
Yo, we'll keep constantly comin' right back
Like Christ when He rose on the third
Strikin' ya nerves take ya down, down
Like Titanic to icebergs
If ya messin' with a girl for her curves
And yo, you might be
You think ya somethin' high and mighty
Might be that you be frontin'
Most likely, no doubt
Money be singin' the same song
Respect yourself hun, it's the 34th Psalm
And sometimes I feel, so unbreakable
I'm so forsakeable
I'm shattered, things aren't as they seem
They're so in between
They're so make believe that it's un-real
And wake me up when things are better
Cuz I can't take much more of
This and take these rags
But leave my comfortable sweater
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Alone, alone, a-lone
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind
You're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind
You're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind
You're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby what!