Hip Bone

Let me tell you how the story go

Her name is once, you’ll soon her on the radio

Because, one of these she’s about to blow

I mean she’s crazy with flow

That's how she go

She got the skill, the vibes

She racking all the guys

Oops ahh (Lovey lovey lovely)

Eyy cut this out, they should know this already

I’m way more than steady

And I been more than ready (Let’s get it)

You know it dates back to the

Playground games

The nicknames

By aunties and them

Can’t go back inside

To rest your side

Ain’t no outings again

And then you know you

Gotta pick ones who parents okay

Or you damn well seeing that’s the end of that friend

Miss when my people were picked for me

Don’t wanna cut sis off

That’s an addition to black history

Used to anticipate minor events like

Ball kicked over we climbing the fence

Summer days waiting for the ice cream van

School morning oiling face

Cocoa butter hand

Nothing like Sunday food

With dutchie pot pan

Family holidays sun hot

Just land

Now I’m a being of introspect

Old me, She would’ve

But this me, gone intercept

Mandatory if I want respect

Needle eyed views forcing through a dense weft

Add a calm dash of sense

But it’s already gone west

You know you better

Better

Watch people close

Cause trust you leaves in debt

Try a kind spirit

Then what you give ain’t what you get

I first saw dishonesty in

Those seen in honourably

Handing out a policy

Do opposite, it’s comedy

I've doctored a sound

Neatly packaged

It’s astounding

OutKast, middle class

So I’ll Mould my Surroundings

I goes hard this beat go harder

Daddy absent the Lord be my godfather

I’m in time, incline

Get me on a charter

Though still a yout

I’ll be a well grown grafter

Dishing out what they can’t take back

I take that

Then voice it on a main track

I’m asking what they after

Preaching like a pastor

I’ll be presidented from here and there after

Dissect

Standard art

And grand master (Wait man…gimme a minute damnnn)

This style causing havoc like ripe typhoon

Yolo the excuse cos I might die soon

So introverted, you spoke, I never heard it

Get ushered away

Bridges, I’ll third degree burn it

Don’t objectify me

Do it to my words

They’ll turn into bullets

You get wiped out first

Straight faced

Crack a smile

They could change pace

Change pace

In your tone

Mommy box you change race

You know you better

Better

Watch people close

Cause trust leaves you in debt

Try a kind spirit

Then what you give ain’t what you get

I first saw dishonesty in

Those seen in honourably

Handing out a policy

Do opposite, it’s comedy

I've doctored a sound

Neatly packaged

It’s astounding

OutKast, middle class

So I’ll Mould my Surroundings

We need to take cover for the fire she caused

She came she conquered, I told you all

Camboom the boom, she blew up the room

Camboom the boom, she blew up the room

Camboom the boom, she blew up the room

Camboom the boom, she blew up the room

Camboom the boom, she blew up the room (Ahhhhhhhhh)