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Smith were an American rock band, formed in Los Angeles, California, in 1969. They had a blues-based sound and scored a Top 5 hit in 1969 with a cover of the Burt Bacharach song "Baby It's You", featuring Gayle McCormick on lead vocals. This disc sold over one million copies between July and October 1969, out-charted popular versions by the Beatles and the Shirelles, and received a gold record awarded by the R.I.A.A. more »

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I'm talkin' 'bout the shit I ain't supposed to be
Yeah
I'm talkin' 'bout the shit I ain't supposed to be
I mean, do I really wanna trust and see
Could somebody have some decency
Now to tell me who I'm supposed to be (nah)
Why does everybody pretend to be
To me, I'm just tryna blend in
With the whole world, tryna fit in
Get that lifestyle right, and I'm
Let me tell a story 'bout a lil' kid
Some people once placed a bid
That he would be some fancy kid
Getting straight A's, an easy gig
But he've fallen out of place
Now he walk better
And he done chose a pace
Now he talk better
No matter what they say
He doesn't wanna ear your say
(Please stay the f*ck out of my way)
I'm finna get that lifestyle right
Drinkin' codeine in the Phantom
That's a lifetime, right?
Spendin' 2 G's on a week day
Yeah, I'm having my way
Smokin' weed in the alley
Make your magic do the trick, hey
People never really care tho
So I'm just tryna play more
If you think I got the dough
Then you are really wrong bro
I'm still tryna figure out
Who I'm gonna be, so
I'm talkin' 'bout the shit I ain't supposed to be
Yeah
I'm talkin' 'bout the shit I ain't supposed to be
I mean, do I really wanna trust and see
Could somebody have some decency
Now to tell me who I'm supposed to be (nah)
Why does everybody pretend to be
To me, I'm just tryna blend in
With the whole world, tryna fit in
Get that lifestyle right, still I
They told him once to look around
And take it as a playground
Take down, runnin' 'round
I don't wanna waste time
Bring a bitch from Capetown
She just want some playtime
And I been
Takin' a look in the mirror
I don't see nothing but a failure
At least that's what they like to think
Now I'm waking up everyday
Getting lost between two blinks
I'm on a quest, now I know it
Boots on, head's down, still runnin'
In my mom's basement, complainin'
Even tho I'm fully equipped
Shades on, I don't wanna face
Hood on, it's a cold world
Venom, spreadin' to my core
But I don't wanna race
Maybe just a lil' bit
I'm talkin' 'bout the shit I ain't supposed to be
I mean, do I really wanna trust and see
Could somebody have some decency
Now to tell me who I'm supposed to be (nah)
Why does everybody pretend to be
To me, I'm just tryna blend in
With the whole world, tryna fit in
Get that lifestyle right, still I
I'm talkin' 'bout the shit I ain't supposed to be
Could somebody have some decency

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