Throw stones even though you live in a glass house of your own
And I don't sympathize or criticize
Rumor has it you've got something to say
You've got nothing on me
Nothing on me
Rumor has it you keep repeating yourself
You've got nothing on me
Nothing on me
Second wind
Second sight
Second skin
Go within
Ripped apart, ripped apart on sight
Shit!
Fork tongue
It's like a razor when you want to use it
And use it wrong
And I don't compromise or socialize
Rumor has it you've got something to say
You've got nothing on me, nothing on me
Rumor has it you keep repeating yourself
You've got nothing on me, nothing on me
Second wind
Second sight
Second skin
Go within
Ripped apart, ripped apart on sight
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Ripped apart
Goddamn, shit, I'm feeling it
When we see each other it's throw time
When we see each other it's throw time
When we see each other it's go time
You throw stones and I don't criticize
You throw stones and I don't sympathize
You throw stones and I don't criticize
You throw stones
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