I'm mad at the way she loves me. And I'm mad at the way she cares. I'm mad at the way she touch me. At the way that she comb her hair. . I'd be lying, if I said it didn't mean a thing.
We drop beats. That'll crack your cranium. . Bring it on. You can bang the drum. You can bang the drum. You can bang the drum. You can bang the drum. .