Themselves - Skinning The Drum lyrics

[Sample-based Hook] [Verse 1 - Doseone] Your cdj press play on the mix Mine's thumb drums with no sticks Till callased of hand… Blowing the glow off these computer canned bands And step sequencer rembrants… [Next line not spoken in song, though written down by Doseone] Dwarf kings of the ipod On me-me-me, myself and iPod Getting jive on the hi hat the volume knob Blues you rob… You soft hard… You do job… Jel does work Yall all merch And a manager's claw An 8th inch out, space bar And we ain't a-scared a yall… [Hook] [Verse 2 - Doseone] We ain't a-scared a yall Pressing career on ears is small Time in the one crush a what's what… And That's how the sarcophagus shuts duck Cause you can always get touched by the arrow of us… Hey Jel, make it rock See, on these machines he's a natural Meant for his actual gas station attendant bented Collateral funded un drumming Of something self taught and un-boughtable All laudable thumbing Of beating nothing to thumping from bu*tons f** it, jel show them what's up then… [Bridge] Remember them old bones? Now skin them right Remember them old bones? Now skin them right Remember them old bones? Now give them some light [Verse 3 - Doseone and Jel] There's a fine line between Who invented and who replenished it Who infected it And who protected it Who perfected it And who collected it Then came correct with it Ain't your bag So why drag it