Hands On Me Lyrics

Abie James...

Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef

I'm about to stamp this guy as if he was a campfire
By standers stand by as I strangle him in wires
LIAR LIAR - Yo your pants are on fire
May I bite your veins please? I'm a vampire!
Join the dark side we'll build an empire
I'm king of the jungle – keep makin a rumble
Kids open your ears as big as dumbos
I got ‘em all buzzing like a nest of bumble
Bees coz I'm in your bonnet
I'm hornet G, I', a coroner see
So don't corner me, coz I'll pronounce you dead
Head full of nothing but an ounce of lead
Pounds of meth, about a thousand pellets
Around ya chest we'll never come to grounds I guess
But its best, if your six feet under the ground to rest

Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef
Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef
Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef
Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef

It's the A B I, euro sign J
A M pound sign dollar sign 'hey'
My heart is looking for an artist to sign me
"I don't feel ya flow", "feel free to rewind me"

Am I a rebel? Should I sell my soul to the devil?
To get high in the game
I'm on a whole another level
Eminem said, You gotta experience pain
To win the game, but why lose it all
If there's nothing to gain
So I'll keep going til youth bullies are ruined
Coz they degraded me like decayed gum you were chewing
And within me there's been brewing
A storm since I was born, one morn
I woke up and found a leghorn leg on my lawn
It meant I had to be crueller and grueller
And take these bullies out like my name was Freddy Krueger
I chose the psychopath like Mike Meyers
Spent a night at the fuzz for slashing bike tyres Then I evolved arose up like a ghost chopped off eight fingers
And mailed ‘em to my friend Rose
Back at her house "Ewe, that's gross"
I'm hiding in her closet and I wait to jump her
Then I yodel, duct tape her and ransom her for hundreds
That's how I make my money
Yo check it out for the chorus

Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef
Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef
Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef
Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef

I be on that hype ting, of course i'm fresh
I call that ripening, my bars are so tight
Like swag jeans, coz they won't fit you
Coz they're way too big whoo
My lyrical strength? I'm pretty hench
Every time I bench press i'm pressing the bench
And how do young stars flash in the pan?
They don't make sense but they still make cents
I've been writing for years…I don't even make pence
1, 2 Check Check
I'm in the booth got the headset
And i'm about to get loose with a little bit of Greygoose
We can booze, you can be the lil man
I be the ill man, call me a swiss knife I gotta lotta skills damn
So you want a piece of my mind? "bite me"
Sure take a megabyte
I don't really mind but don't be surprised when i
Kickbox your behind,I already warned you

Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef
Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef
Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef
Don't ya don't ya put ya hands on me
Don't ya don't ya know im gonna squash beef

Take that rewind it back
Abie James got that heat that'll hurt the wack

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