Dsk**z Harris - Fill In The Blanks lyrics

[Verse 1: Dsk**z Harris] I Don't Think They're (They) Ready Cut em like Machetes, Shooting like Corey Maggette Rock Steady like the crew Roll Heavy With A Few I Mean Deep I'm in the jeep Trynna creep, my homie sellin Merryl Streep Well Money is Money My Homie selling d**h, but his kids ain't hungry Fill In The Blanks, read between the lines I see my seeds, inside her eye But i'm not that type of guy Ya' Get It? The way that I spit it You should get with it But i understand If you're a fan of that other man Than why bother Like how I prefer Bill Cosby Over my father Laughing, A Cold Assa**in But I Will Die A Martyr This is Sparta [Verse 2: Dsk**z Harris] King Leonidas with the Midas touch Ya'll the lightest bunch, and then run at the sight of us God at the side of us I Can't Trust Nobody Except For The Voices In My Head Making Choices, thanking God cause I Ain't Dead I'm spittin lead, Give Me Cred-it I Set It, Off Like Jada Pinkett I'm the Dopest Out,Homeboy I know you think it Life And d**h is in the power of the tongue I Devour Cowards After Hours While I'm Young Brandi, I Love You Hoes tell me that i'm sprung Fam or not, She lost her spot, forever she is done She will never hold my kids She'll never see my son I Am Teen Spirit, Leaking Out A Smoking Gun This is therapy, but i'm really having fun Used to be the one who got shunned For my love of words It's absurd, how we live what we didn't choose And people act like, we can really switch shoes I refuse to lose Use words to the d**h of me Be who you are, disregard who most pretend to be Fill In The Blanks (x2)