Defiantly insolent.

The way that I dance, the way that I move, the way that I stare at you across the room. I carry Dior bags and I got my Chanel, I wear Louie Vuitton, HG, and YSL. Now you got got what I need, you got DCMA you got brass knuckles hanging, from your neck and your chain, you got a model 26, But I stay in my place, you got a kershaw neatly, Tucked inside of your waist. Now I'm sweatin your friends And your hurricane shoes, I like the records you spin, your Adam Barton tattoos ButI can't say "what's up", So what do I do, I just stay posted at, The other side of the room, you got AMC tattooed on your hand, you got black wall street on a black bandana. Me, me, me don't wanna talk about it. He, he, he wants to fight about. You, you, you don't wanna fight about it, you just wanna be about it, you're just trying to stay about it, Step out the wagon, I know the boys start to hate, The girl that came with them, looks like that's not the boy she dates, They get the fightin and swearing, And now the boyfriend is starin, The disco ball on the ceiling, Looks like the chain that you're wearing, But the music keeps playin, you got brass knuckles hanging, from your neck and your chain, your got brass knuckles hanging, from your neck and your chain. And the record keeps playing, The same old song, The hipsters be mugging on you all night long, N you're gonna say : aha, aha Keep your hands off my girl. Keep your hands off my girl.

Don't touch me...

What if I say I'm not like the others? What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays? You're the pretender. What if I say I will never surrender? I'm the voice inside your head you refuse to hear. I'm the face that you have to face mirrored in your stare. I'm what's left, I'm what's right, I'm the enemy, I'm the hand that will take you down, bring you to your knees So who are you? Yeah, who are you? Yeah, who are you? Yeah, who are you? Keep you in the dark. I know they all pretend...

cuz I don't...

I'd like to hang around and have a good time But I don't want to be your girl I'd like to sit around, talk of the times But I don't want to be your girl I'd like to hold on to you, whisper those lines But I don't want to be your girl I'd like to melt into you, share of my mind But I don't want to be your girl No, I don't want to be your girl No, I don't want to be your girl I'd like to hang around and have a good time But I don't want to be the one I'd like to sit around, talk of the times But I don't want to be the one I'd like to melt into you, worship the stars But I don't want to be the one I'd like to sing to you, sing you to sleep But I don't want to be the one No, I don't want to be the one I'm on my way I'm not gonna fall like a fool today Now, I'm on my way No, I'm not gonna fall like a fool today Like a fool today What would you say if I said I was trouble What would you say if I said I'm only gonna walk away Now I don't want to cause you hurt and trouble But I'm flying free so I'll be on my way Cause I'm on my way I'm not gonna fall like a fool today Ohh, I'm on my way No, I'm not gonna fall like a fool today Like a fool today I'll be on my way Like a fool today

I'm on my way, on my way, on my way