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Be About it Video (MV)




Performed By: Douglas Thompson
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Douglas Thompson




Douglas Thompson - Be About it Lyrics




I can't tell anymore

You've got to be about it
Into Bible's, be about it
Into rhyming, be about it
Hear somebody say your name behind your back, be a rival
Fivel goes west, mother knows best but you gotta stand tall
Rest, keep your head down, now
Never gotta sound it out
Astounded they could drag your name through the mud, drown you in a puddle
You can count on me to speak my mind

I'll get mine
Aside from
All is well, Silence

I know life it goes on and on, but a long time ago, far, far away you played it safe, and now you're home
You know you've proven them wrong
So many lies they spoke, many lines they wrote
A close reminder goes to show you just how low they can totem pole, they sold thier souls

You've got to be about it
Into Bible's, be about it
Into rhyming, be about it
Hear somebody say your name behind your back, be a rival
Fivel goes west, mother knows best, but you gotta stand tall
Rest, keep your head down, now
Never gotta sound it out
Astounded they could drag your name through the mud, drown you in a puddle
You can count on me to speak my mind
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I can't tell anymore

You've got to be about it
Into Bible's, be about it
Into rhyming, be about it
Hear somebody say your name behind your back, be a rival
Fivel goes west, mother knows best but you gotta stand tall
Rest, keep your head down, now
Never gotta sound it out
Astounded they could drag your name through the mud, drown you in a puddle
You can count on me to speak my mind

I'll get mine
Aside from
All is well, Silence

I know life it goes on and on, but a long time ago, far, far away you played it safe, and now you're home
You know you've proven them wrong
So many lies they spoke, many lines they wrote
A close reminder goes to show you just how low they can totem pole, they sold thier souls

You've got to be about it
Into Bible's, be about it
Into rhyming, be about it
Hear somebody say your name behind your back, be a rival
Fivel goes west, mother knows best, but you gotta stand tall
Rest, keep your head down, now
Never gotta sound it out
Astounded they could drag your name through the mud, drown you in a puddle
You can count on me to speak my mind
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Writer: Douglas Thompson
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