Ain’t Gonna Hurt You

[Chorus]
(Come land on my shoulder)
(I ain't gonna hurt you)
(I ain't gonna hurt you, hurt you)
(I ain't gonna hurt you, hurt you, hurt you)

[Verse 1: C-Hubb]
A little bird landed on my shoulder and told me soon you'll be hated
The next day my brother came up to me sayin' it must be great to famous
I don't know how to take this
'Cause I've seen so many problem's I could be an actual math equation
That's the truth that I'm facing
And this rappin' shit ain't enough to put food on my plate
It's hard enough tryin' to scrounge up funds to take my girl on a date
I'm a college drop-out no backup plan
I don't know if your ass can relate
But I'ma move you with music, that's all that I got
So when I speak I'm gonna make sure it's great, motherfucker
I'm the same with the bird, damnit you heard
If I'm comin' at you man you better pray I reverse
I'm a snake with the fangs on a dangerous curve
Put your ass up in a ditch, get out my lane when a swerve
You can say I'm the worst 'cause I rape every verse 'til I'm laid in the hearse
I don't play with the words what I say I assert
'Cause I'm tryna make a livin' playin' games with the birds
Made to be first so I name what it's worth
My name, what it's worth
Everything from my birth to the day that I'm earth
To the motherfuckin' dirt from my grave has emerged
From the ground to the crowd at my grave it dispersed
Man, I can't be discouraged
I ain't afraid of the work nor the pain and the hurt
I'ma put some change on my purse

[Chorus]
Come land on my shoulder
I ain't gonna hurt you
I ain't gonna hurt you, hurt you
I ain't gonna hurt you
Come land on my shoulder
I ain't gonna hurt you
I ain't gonna hurt you, hurt you
I ain't gonna hurt you (Hurt you, hurt you)

[Verse 2: Fatt Tarr]
If I planted a seed then you can be sure I'ma grow it
Spent time developin' these techniques I sowed it then I showed it
Over time it bounced around so much that it almost exploded
And now I'm rowin' my boat from down a stream into the ocean
A rough one, the current is comin' in and I don't if I'll get out
Been stuck in the past so long that I am not sure what all this is about
But I man up, here it comes, everything ain't what it seems
Gotta be careful developin' dreams, the shit that you stitch can rip at the seams
Came in the game at a name in a lane that a lot of folks still take as a joke
That's okay folks go ahead wrap this rope 'round your throat
And get to levitatin' watch me kick the bucket while you croak
Frogs hoppin' lily pads on frozen lakes I'm blowin' smoke
And you drop the caskets all bastards
Country boys 'bout to damage
'Bout to go bananas wavin' bandanas
We're gonna rush it exactly as planned it
When I come back I will never relax
'Cause I'm conditioned on this track
I'ma hit three laps take one step back on their ass
Then I'ma till 'em that stack

[Chorus]
Come land on my shoulder
I ain't gonna hurt you
I ain't gonna hurt you, hurt you
I ain't gonna hurt you
Come land on my shoulder
I ain't gonna hurt you
I ain't gonna hurt you, hurt you
I ain't gonna hurt you (Hurt you, hurt you)