7 Year ***** - Get Lit Lyrics
Get out of handGet under footGet to the square rootPut a word to a feelinLet em know with whom theyre dealinDear elizabeth throw your fitYes you can talk or you can walk, you can walk awayYou can stay and make em pay for you, feeling this wayThrown out grow up I shot (grown up my child punch em out? ? )He goes down on me with my (critique? ? ) youd mind quite a bitDear elizabeth throw a fit, makes me feel like Im litGet out of handGet under footGet to the square rootPut a word to a feelinLet em know with whom theyre dealinFaint talk after the song ends:Thats what you told me to do!No, dont do that crash, that sucks.See, thats what you told me to do!She looked at me and goes now...