BANKS Meddle In The Mold Lyrics

I saw you standing there
The only thing I did it right
So, why are you so pressed, babe?
Let your flow, wasn't it, thought it was
No, my mistake
It must have been my own imagination
See, I wanted it to be
'Cause that flow's the same as me
And I should know the way it goes
Spit in my circle 'cause you know me
I let you feed on me 'cause you're wounded, so hit me again
Someone to give you a quote, I found it and now don't I get you to give me it
Break, you pick up my call
When I climbed your wall you brought your stick
If it's that to trip but you break my fall, oh
But, boy, you think
'Cause you're true, you're gonе
But your scissors on my hand like, ooh, baby
(Ooh)
Ooh, you think you slick, uh
Where'd you go now?
Gеt your coat (Ooh)
You ain't with it in the cold
Ah, sick
'Cause you run down
'Cause you run, run, meddle in the mold (Ooh)
You always need your words
You claim they always tasted good
So why are you stuffed, babe?
That's your fault, isn't it? Yes, it was
No, you never take
You never take responsibility
See, I wanted us to eat at a table with two seats
But I should know the way it goes
Break, you pick up my call
When I climbed your wall you brought your stick
If it's that to trip but you break my fall, oh
But, boy, you think
'Cause you're true, you're gone
But your scissors on my hand like, ooh, baby
(Ooh)
Ooh, you think you slick, uh
Where'd you go now?
Get your coat (Ooh)
You ain't with it in the cold
Ah, sick
'Cause you run down
'Cause you run, run, meddle in the mold (Ooh)