I get deep,
I get deep,
I get deep,
I get deeper huh.
Into this thing.
The deeper I go,
The more knowledge I know.
What the ?scene?,
What the ???,
What?
I get deep,
I get deep,
I get deep,
I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Into the ?vibe?,
What? ???
Chilling in the corner,
At the shelter all built myself,
Checkin' it out and ???
And dancing no more, ???
But, ???
How on Earth are you supposed to vibe
around the fake ones,
the ones that say:
They know what is what,
But they don't know what is what,
They just strut.
What the fuck?
What?
I get deep,
I get deep,
I get deep,
I get deep,
I get deeper,
Into this thing,
And I pretend,
That they're not there.
I just there,
Up in the ???
That the dread man spinning the song (Texts of songs ) Spinning it strong
Playing things like:
We cannot hide, ??? we can.
That's my shit, what?
I get deep,
I get deep,
I get deep,
I get deeper
When people start to disappear,
It is about six o'clock,
I'm pulling high,
Take off my ???, my pants,
And i start the dance,
And all the ?sweat is going down my bass?.
And I pretend that,
There's nobody else,?
Like we in this place.
