ฟังเพลงGet Your Handz Off (main) (Explicit)

Get Your Handz Off (main) - Jin

From the start to the finish

I'ma bark on contenders

Wanna tarnish my image

I can't promise forgiveness

See I was never like this

My mom's would never like this

And y'all was never like us

That's why y'all never liked us

See I might take your style

Flip it backmake it crack

Sell a couple mil get some stacks

Here you go now take it back

I'm spittin lines of fire

I'm in the line of fire

Designer attiremakin me a sign of desire

I just rhyme to inspireyour favorite line supplier

I run through fan's signs and landmines the size of tires

How many minds inquireI got mines and acquired

Enough props to make y'all resign and retire

Now hold onand just stomp stomp

Get your hands off me

Now hold onand just stomp stomp

Get your hands off me

This is hot as it getsyour shit's not as intense

My flow got 'em convincedthey ain't got at 'em since

My back's against the wall

So if I turn and flee and run from what's in front of me

That won't make no sense at all

This for my dons and divashaters and non-believers

They just try'na deceive us like Judas dishonored Jesus

Why you try'na critique thisdon't take kindness for weakness

Leave you behind the speakersbody minus some pieces

You got records to sellI got records to break

You will never excel against me measure the rate

I got too much at stake I just follow my fate

Annihilate and dominate and I ain't even try'na wait

Now hold onand just stomp stomp

Get your hands off me

Now hold onand just stomp stomp

Get your hands off me

While you hang outI bang out

Make moves like shots rang out

Wanna knowwhat my slang 'bout

They be like"Shut your damn mouth"

Your chances are slimmakin' advances on Jin

While youshootin' the breezeI'm dancin' with the wind

This is not yourordinary

My stylesort of varies

Slaughter youthen your crew

Cause you knowthe more the merry

You already know the outcomeso how come you doubt son

I'm goin' out by any means necessary Malcolm

Hip-hop without Jin is likeshootouts without guns

Churches without nunsbankers without funds

Smokin' without lungscities without slums

My fans force meget your fuckin' hands off me

Now hold onand just stomp stomp

Get your hands off me

Now hold onand just stomp stomp

Get your hands off me