Lyrics:
like wool
So you can't pull, the wool
Over our eyes by lies taught in school
where history was rewritten to teach racism
It's taught to tricks both
these are the days
(for the thugs)
[Trick Daddy]
Whatever happened to the momma and daddy jokes
And why you cuss so much, right in front of these
how you made it
Just to keep it oblique
We're both high high high, high high on lemon sips
We're all suh-suh-suh sucked-in-by parlour tricks
Oh
how you made it
Just to keep it oblique
We're both high high high, high high on lemon sips
We're all suh-suh-suh sucked-in-by parlour tricks
Oh
no major issue
I mean, the two divorces, of course, they both said, they were tired of window shopping for feelings, they couldn't afford to wait
the neck of the freaking exorcist
Bitch, I said that this mask ain't for hockey
Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
Something like bottles on the cobblestone
I carved my name and made it known
The boy wonder if it's Pete Rock
Let's take it home!
For all my Gs who love real
momma when I make it buy that house and buy that car
All them nights that we were homeless I ain't never had to starve
How she do it with eight kids? We
trick
I'll make it quick
Are my intentions obvious?
Bad party trick
You're over it
There's something here you won't admit
The tone was set when he made
about month go by see I'ma be like buying her shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
But see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
by see I'ma be like buying her
shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
but see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
I don't have emotions to the shit that make me bleed
I don't have emotions to the shit you did to me
I don't have emotions can you please just leave
the commotion
Over oceans
I was sick by the notion
That we met for a real reason
We were chosen
Swollen bloody bruised
I got caught up in the moment
My
the commotion
Over oceans
I was sick by the notion
That we met for a real reason
We were chosen
Swollen bloody bruised
I got caught up in the moment
My
honest what were real about
I'm here for crime and only I got out
Vape stick no nick (This shit)
Burnt wick intricate (Got me)
They fit their tricks (Wound
when I was young I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
Back in the days
I got jacked for mines
You sound like
made me made me mad
By doing that it's like your trying to brag
What I didn't have
You made me see
How I'm so bloody lonely
My desperation for love
heh
Then tell all the kids to try it
Man, what's it's gon' take to make it?
For them to say that I'm one of the greatest?
Do I gotta go sell my soul?
so hyped for the things I like
Ever since I was only like a little kid
Superheroes on my TV every weekend when I'm seven
Wishing I didn't have to wait
away, I wish it was just months ago
And to my full brother, man, we went though shit as kids
Rolling up doobies for dad since we were six
Helping him home
to remember the last one
Too old now to forget how it hurts
That we're running out of time
I hope it's not out of line
Many families would take you for granted
I was raised by the truth that all my heroes are dead
Ingrained in my brain all the lessons they bred
Man, the lives they were living, all the love
noticed
Where daddy on a road trip
Bruce wayne feel no pain
Better hold in your emotions
I'm all alone and I'm dancing
My mind plays tricks with a passion
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