Kelsey Luchandre Pienaar - Simple lyrics

[Intro: Jay-T] [?] [Verse 1: Jay-T] Taking a hint, it's that broken kid, coming through Reinstating agents, for black & white notes… For some folks, of which none can go, toe to toe Minimum hooked on co & maximum float Yeah strange enough, not on boats But if you don't mind, I hope you choke Or even better shut up or go sip on tea And don't bring your phoney opinion, (around me!) Cause stupid is contagious Which is (entertained the outrageous) And thrown off beat by the (fakers)? They in the company of the (claimers) Either way it's quite simple, and better yet deep (like a dimple) There's really not much to see Watching time the clock tick…Quit Wanna be above average, using all kinds of tack ticks Punch lines we kick, E.O.R is sick…stay sick Kelsey! [Verse 2: Kella G] We‘re starting off on the wrong foot What I don't want is a Bad girl gone good What I don't need is a hater in my hood Telling me what to do, if I should, if I would… If I couldn't… If I k**, have to beat or defeat just to fit in A panel of losers telling me about winning When all they know is just about plotting and scheming I'm a kiddo with a mind of my own You're a saint, I keep sinning But I know when I'm right, when I'm wrong I repent and when I'm In, When I'm out… Still I'm strong, Independent, but you make it… All the business in the world, when really, it's just mine But you can't accept the fact, that it's simple to shine on your own Be bright, delight and enlighten yourself in the pain Of others, when really, you shouldn't be bothered But I guess it doesn't matter Cause you're flattered at a face of a scatter [Verse 3: Romeo] The kind of emphasis, people put into genesis It's a bunch of crappy things, put into your own reminisce I am, Getting pissed, while my business is kissed By the mist of pissed, putting any things in hell again Now, am in zone, with a hell of a tone All alone, abalone, I'm Sylvester Stallone (Crap)… Don't give a damn, of all of them I got some friend, who got my back About my stack When I'm gone, gone break bone… They foamed on catchy news, cerebrum light fuse You chose, to loose Break thoughts like string booze Packing the critics, with some limits Am abhor it and ignore it, cause it's boring, Got my crap snoring Like the paparazzi touring, on a stupid picture showing Mind your business, Want a biscuit? Wait a minute, Let me lick it Taking the people, treating them equal… Like I'm busy buzzing buddies Breaking bullies back, E.O.R, We attack…(Yeah) [Chorus: E.O.R] It's so simple, some people Like to spread some crap… (Why?) It won't cripple, the people That just sticks to facts…We achieve, (Got the documents?) What we feel and make the rumours whack… (Cause x4) (C.I's the sickest) We into this (Mind your Business) Cause we them Drifters… [Verse 4: Kella G] I hope that at least by the nearest Christmas You'd finally start minding your own damn business I'm only saying it cause I'll never over look this Don't wanna see your attitude; I wanna see a difference The time is now and that's my preference I'm referring to you; let's call it a reference Don't get to technological, save your pistons Let's live our lives separately…Keep your distance I save money but I spend big I mean B.I.G Look at what I did, I have my own fun I got my own crib, Got my own room Don't need Marvin's, I ain't King Pin Just a little slim, don't know what it is, But I know that it is what it is… Suspension list that I got you Better stay true, that I ain't you But I rate you, wanna shake you, Gonna break you I Bet it'd be easy to play you [Chorus: E.O.R] It's so simple, some people Like to spread some crap… (Why?) It won't cripple, the people That just sticks to facts…We achieve, (Got the documents?) What we feel and make the rumours whack… (Cause x4) (C.I's the sickest) We into this (Mind your Business) Cause we them Drifters… [x2] Brrrah! brrrah! Shaka! Haaah!