Skills (Feat. Trevor McNevan of Thousand Foot Krutch) (2005)
See the light or get knocked off I don’t talk a lot I drop it hot modern day psalmist topping charts Get me in my comfort at a concert For child hurts merging in the city clubs and outskirts Power the verse from the words of God dialoging Keep walking proceed behind the line of caution It’s just in I heard them men’s talking He ain’t the same dude changed afraid he came to pay dues
Chorus It used to be about skills Now it’s about bills You don’t know me and you can’t hold me, yo!!! I’m still true to my game Where I put my name No I won’t change your all fake
I wanna run away from where I was found And bring me one step closer to where I am now And every time you try, breaking me down I’m gonna get right back up, and stand my ground
I run up in your set with black con’s and a skate deck Throwing hockey pucks blowing speakers and mic check One, Two, what you gone do when I come through With a team of crazy Canadians rocking skidoos and snow races You can call it whatever you like, won’t have an affect on your life, Right Tell me people never listen to the words Well watch the reaction I get when I drop this verse
Step into this game man, a lot of punches being thrown at you I’ve fallen down I don’t know how many times, you just got to get Right back up Move!!!!
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I wanna run away from where I was found And bring me one step closer to where I am now And every time you try, breaking me down I’m gonna get right back up, and stand my ground