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"Body Language" is a track by Ghetts, from the album The Calm Before the Storm, released 11th July 2010. The track is 4:25 long. It's filed under Hip-Hop/Rap. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about Ghetts.
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[Intro: Ghetts] Actions speak much louder than words If you know what I mean Sometimes, you might see a man And his body language is giving off the wrong type of energy Then it's a next ting and it’s like this [Chorus: Ghetts] x2 Walking like that, what? Talking like that, what? He must think he's important like that, nah So, when he comes forward, I force him right back Because I will never stand for bullshit like that [Verse 1: Ghetts] Your posture deserves an Oscar But one shot will burn your chest like it's vodka My gun’s cocked, I can prove he weren't a monster I bet he runs off, there's nothing worse than a [?] fluff Tell a talker, talk up when I'm talled up I got booze, so it's all nuts, no homo Beef, I never cause but there ain't a place that I won't go Even though I know it isn't all love Oh, no, three niggas pulled up like "What the fuck are you doing around here? This zone is a no-go, it’s warm blud" I still stood my ground Thinking to myself, it’s all good for now Then I caught the driver slipping my ends the next week Like, let's see who’s the pussy now Test me, I best bleed when you pull it out Or live and let breathe, bring the hook around [Chorus: Ghetts] x2 Walking like that, what? Talking like that, what? He must think he's important like that, nah So, when he comes forward, I force him right back Because I will never stand for bullshit like that [Verse 2: Buck] Yo, yo For the bullshit, I shoulder a little bling Beg you stop stunting off that little cane Graduated Buck, from a little name And my jacket's got more features than Little Wayne Buck, your breath's not my attitude blud, it stinks Destined to the top, what did you bloody think? I’ll open up your thoughts like a bloody string Russian [?] Kangaroo fur, I want that bloody rink Heat up the track, Emilio Sparks flow And real talk, I [?] ain't hard, though I'll turn it all, I'm a cunt, I'm an asshole Why? And your chick, I wouldn't touch it with a [?] Swarve with it, nothing but slick [?] I'm fly, no six pack Make the gun sky, hit the wood, splat Because you're Ready to Die like the B.I.G track [Chorus: Ghetts] x2 Walking like that, what? Talking like that, what? He must think he's important like that, nah So, when he comes forward, I force him right back Because I will never stand for bullshit like that [Verse 3: Fix Dot'm] I will never stand for it Sit down for it either, handle it Or you could get cut up like sandwiches Banger with the banger Clip full when the hammer brick Your name ain't Dimz, no way you can manage me Look, I got mates that's a gang of thieves Bag of gs One of them's Ghetto, man, it's deep I got man in East And I'm a South nigga, never run my mouth Triggers pulled if my niggas talk's ever coming out Car keys, checked Car key sweats They say Giggs got it now, Fix Dot is next When I'm up I ain't coming down rocky steps Home alone flow, planet out, then I bang it out Rope-a-dope bros, till they're tired of me Hang around woolly hood shit My hood looks sick Plus my main coat got a lot of shades like a rainbow Swagger, so, don't play bro, easy [Chorus: Ghetts] x2 Walking like that, what? Talking like that, what? He must think he's important like that, nah So, when he comes forward, I force him right back Because I will never stand for bullshit like that
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