Your Hips Are Bad

I'm sorry that i wasnt around

When the heat struck you down

But im thinking that you never liked the sun anyhow

I know your hips are bad

So you can't shake it that fast

So i move real slow and make this beat last

Your teeth are all falling out

Like words, right outta your mouth

So im making up a language to go with the sounds

And we're breathing on our own, oh

And we're fixing up our bones so nobody knows

Yeah we're breathing on our own, oh

And we're fixing up our bones so nobody knows

Your arms are all falling off

Every single time you cough

So we're picking up the pieces and tying them off

And there's that lump in your throat

It has just got to go

So i'm bringing my tools and letting it know

You're bruising yourself up now

Every single time i'm around

So one two three you're down on the ground

And we're breathing on our own, oh

And we're fixing up our bones so nobody knows

Yeah we're breathing on our own, oh

And we're fixing up our bones so nobody knows

Hey, hey

Hey hey

Hey hey

Hey hey

Yeah we're breathing on our own, hey hey

And we're fixing up our bones, hey hey

Yeah we're breathing on our own

And we're fixing up our bones so no one will ever know