Lyrics:
Skillet Pour

peace I need, down, pour down You're in the blood and You're all around Beauty speaks without a sound Raging flood, You'­re the peace I need, down, pour

heart Desperation ends with desertion in You A moment of intimacy My life explained and unpronounced Falling at Your feet I kneel perpetually Staring at my jar I proceed to pour

to get my fill Well I got the skills I got the skills to pay the bills I got the skills to pay the bills I got the skills to pay the bills I got the skills

I'm saying Skills... to pay the bills Skills y'all I got skills to pay the bills Skills y'all Skills to pay the bills What skills skills skills to pay the bills Yeah yeah skills

Translation: Beastie Boys. Skills To Pay The Bills.

Translation: Gym Class Heroes. Food For Mic Skills.

Translation: Skillet. A Minute For Your Son.

' innocence, Cause in a sense, everything your mouth dispense don't necessarily pay the rent Or the phone bills, you can't trade food for mic skills,

Rhymin skill, say rhymin skill - come! Yes, D-Nice, you have di rhymin skills - come now! Rhymin skill, say rhymin skill - bo! Yes, D-Nice, you have di rhymin skills