So many different

Flavors for variety

Smooth in the mixing

Fixing a hole for myself

To be sitting

Never slipping

Cause I'm like that

It's not my choice

It's my voice so despite that

I'm living in my own time

For my sign

My signal

Won't mingle

I could still dig other keys

On the ring

All together now

Some people

Never satisfied

Can't be I've seen it

Got what they want

But still want more

I mean it

Some people

Don't get nothing

And they want even less

Some confess and some stress

What's going on

Some people is like that



Dig the eyes

Where it all goes down

The eyes because a glance caught skittish

That means we missed this

Chance to dig each other

Another bounce and then another

Another

Some people get scared

From situation that presents a tension

Then they wonder about events

Not mentioned

Some people like to look just like each other

Some can't never be clever

And some people think they're better

Some people got attitude



Backed up with attitude

People got to prove

That they could groove

To be smooth

Rude shit is dumb

Some people

Quite chill laid

Some people make noise

Some sit spart stick

With my boys

Shut up man just listen to the music

I used it I'm like that

Some people is like that