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| Aceyalone Accepted Eclectic Five Feet one two, one two You got the levels straight? Lets do my thing Talking shit while he was rollin' his weed My niger hit him in the face He didn't know that disrespect Would lead to such a serious case. If you knew how to read the situation You would stay your his place. If there is one thing that everyone one needs Is their god damn space Let me talk about it as i rock it Give me five feet, All around the world, I don't want no body touching me unless it's my girls I give a pound of hugs of love some are like that Don't be tapping my shoulders Or patting me on the back Or pullin' my arm Checkin my size I'm liable to do you harm, My temple is my prize I'm wise and on the really I ain't too touchy feely If you put your hands up on me, I might just smack you silly There a billion people Touch somebody else, touch yourself I'll be sure to get at you if i need your help But until then, maybe when i'm dead, or still But to touch you without touchin' you is one of my gifts Talking shit while she was drunk at the bar, My homey slapped her in the face She didn't know that disrespect Would lead to such a serious case If she knew how to read the situation She would stay in her place If it's one thing that everyone needs is their god damn space Why you all up up under me, Screamin in my ear Why you tryin to talk over the music When you know we barely can hear Why you tuggin on my coat tail Grabbin on my sleeve Yo cover your mouth when you cough around me Don't touch me when you sneeze I don't like disease, I don't want to give you what i've got Yo hit the weed, But what i don't need is someone always in my spot Stadin when i'm standing, Breathin down my neck Yo have some respect I guess you think that water ain't wet Just back the back the fuck up, No i ain't stuck up I just don't want to hear your moans and groans And hick-ups and stuff Being recorded with the tape recorders all in my grill But touchin you without touchin you is one of my skills Talkin shit while he was up at the mic. Somebody hit him in the face He didn't know that disrespect Would lead to such a serious case If he knew how to read the situation He would stay in his place If there is one thing that everyone needs Is there goddamn space Let me talk about it as i rock it Now i'm a draw the lines on the ground and show you my squares At least arms distance so stand over there Hey love you know i miss you And how we embrace, But i let you know if i wanna kiss you Or see how you taste Yo we all got issues we need to face, So don't think i'm tryin' to diss you When i tell you the case In case you wondering it's just like that I practice telepathy I already know what you're goona say Before you step to me I hate crowded elevators and downtown brush, Pack trains, crazy-ass people on the bus, Sometimes roll blush, Lookin' so called crush, But i'd rather teleport through space so ya'll can bite my dust Use body language baby, I can dig that, But homey you need to kick back and relax on the act The bottom line is don't invade no body's own Or maybe your own, sincerely aceyalone Talking shit while he was walking the street, Somebody shot him in the face He didn't know that disrespect Would lead to such a serious case, If you knew how to read the situation You would stay in your place If there is one thing that every one needs Is their goddamn space Give me five feet all around the world To each his own |
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