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aanonymousb - trussst part 1 lyrics

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[verse 1]
my sh-t is holy if you watch it
jus check the time, it’s in my pocket

watchu know about it?
pinch it if you got it
that’s a penny
oh you m.a.d i got the brain?
an’ i ain’t talkin’ bout a – top
i disguise like comin’ petty
don’t be fooled
whus draped up on these eyes
ain’t what they shave up off
the shepherds flock
an ain’t n0body gettin’ fed except the dogs around here
that’s shame
even the lactose intolerants need a saucer
watchu lappin’ at?
these cats out here squabblin’ up for scr-ps
so i finally showed up with meat fa all they esophagus’

go-go gadget with the springs, but i ain’t ever wearin’ watches
watchu may think is tiring, i untie it wit my eye close
which is what they must have
cause i swear they’ve never seen the bio
so – so green
this got anti-oxidants
chop up like cilantro
i know there comes disappointment with meeting idols
good thing i ain’t got’em
i been on a level ‘a’ seein’ higher
ain’t n0body higher than my eye level
i think its best not to blink
other wise you miss it
when i p-ss by you, here i come
(on ya left)
across like i’ma fiend
it’s cause i been up on a rock
tweek’n, ‘tween it
like somebody backin’ me
never the corner
but i got the sword at my back like they all wanna stab at me
i tell’em either
stab it up, pack it up, or add up the ways you think you gon’ win
an get back to us
but they don’t get back to us
to be honest
i don’t think these applicants
know how to fill out the papers
but love to see paper just stackin’ up
most of’em can’t even add it up
put they pad to a bag
like puttin’ addies up on a map that a traveler can’t travel to
yet i still find myself feelin’ bad for ya
you sellin’ records, watchu mad fa? – f . o . h . b . a
as if you being famous isn’t bad enough?
i know yah
i do this cause i’m tryna find some closure
but it never closes
sh-t is wack as f-ck
i’m broken
depression at its finest
(now let’s track it up – dat mean isss go time)
this feelin’ in my chest is getting tight tho
(so what? that must mean you in the right zone
you got dat focus)
but wait, this feelin how i be feelin bout every night tho
it feel hopeless
vision spotty, i see doja
woah whuh
i swear my mothaf-ckin’ head is spinnin’

[chorus: mack daddy & b]
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’
i let you tell’em what it is, an’ i’ma tell’em what it’s not
from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is–

(joker [jack nicholson]):
“and now folks, it’s time for who do ya trust?
hubba hubba hubba! money money money!
who do ya trust? – me ?”

[verse 2]
californnia coast in a year
but the only goal was neva the west
put abandon, ahold to my feet
you hold to the heat
may never get me to step
but i tell you whus bolder than me
the holy of thee
popped a couple in my chest
could i tell why thee hold on to me ?
i may never know
what i do is you do it in stead

i strike the match
i light it back
i like the fact that i’m in check
best be careful, doin’ this’ll put my fine -sss in debt
i was like, “ight bet’
i ‘on’t eeen say bet in real life
that’s how i knew i had to take the deck an’
shuffle thru this b-tch
i ain’t even need the ref track
heard the first eleven seconds
said to myself “sh-t
i had to do it for the set”
“wait.. but you don’t gottta set..”
b-tch, look me up, then try an’ tell me i don’t rep
it ain’t about the city
all this sh-t gon’ disappear like in a snap

there w-sss an idea
my id could merely vanish
sayonara to the me
an’ then the b was for bandit
like he went an’ stole it
they lookin’ for exits

life is cool an’ all, but what is next
ya’ll too worried bout’ a cover
trust me, they ain’t readin’ x
double x
gimme the l if i was added on the end
(yeah das dat weight)
– this is not a test –
it’s missy elliot
the ness is drippin’
( thru the grip )
you cannot hol’ it
(hol’ up)
you ain’t know dat
b been
wit da sh-ts
call me bm
like i’m lax
but i can’t relax
my fingers shake like smf
my fingers shake like i ain’t slept
my fingers shakin’ due to stress
my fingers shake like i just
took my seventh shot, i got the bean feelin’ repressed
d-mn
i just took a seventh shot
an’ seen it ain’t even breakfast
f-ck is wrong wit me?
check the clock
it’s double hands on ten, without the fingers
they go off like when i rap
i got tix
they suckin’ off, i hol’em back
but i can’t hold’em but a sec
this sh-t don’t ever stop
i swear i would if i could help it
henri nes-quick wit it
but that don’t always make for best
just know i know to never trust the ones demandin’ all respect
my head is spinnin’..

[ chorus: mack daddy ju & b ]
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’
i let you tell’em what it is, an’ i’ma tell’em what it’s not
from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’, from smokin’ the chicken, the b-ss is kickin’
my head is spinnin’

(prince & joker [jack nicholson]):
“trussst” – “me? i’m givin’ away free money..
and where is the batman..?
he’s at home, washin’ his tights!”
[laughter]



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