Mr. Sisco - Smoke N Mirrors lyrics

[Hook: Lil Infamous] From my reflection in yours, told me come nearer My spirit want me to trust you but I can't hear it As I (?) through the fog; can see ya clearer "Faces of Gospel" but it's all just "Smoke N Mirrors" From my reflection in yours, told me come nearer The angels want me to trust you but I can't hear it As I (?) through the fog; can see ya clearer "Faces of Gospel" but it's all just "Smoke N Mirrors" [Verse 1: Lil Infamous] Opportunistic is how these n***as playin' They act like they 'bout yo business But they need to get out yo business, they plottin' busy It's crooked as witches, politicians, one's profits itchin' ... far more wicked and all these christians See they believe we be satanic But everyday is hell and n***a tryin' to feed his family They don't understand it But I can stand it you can barely take a menace Rather by beein' a sinner to a saint cause life ain't (?) To a ordinarier n***a from Funky Town With lawyer like (?) you can die for quarters or a pound n***as (?) k**, they play for keeps even with cops around Ten toes down in my ear to the f**ing ground That's why I just sit and I listen, I don't talk too much Explain yo feelings is weakness, so I don't offer such Just keep my ears open, precise with ocular Never loc when a n***a might just cross you up [Hook: Lil Infamous] [Verse 2: Locodunit] Thinking 'bout who can a n***a trust in this world of sin All the deception make a 'G be like: "f** the world I'm in" All good things come to an end So all these good things couldn't be Get on your knees, talk to ourselves And worship Gods we cannot see You got kids younger than me with AK47's Why the f** do we have to go through hell Just to see heaven? They say goin' to church is free, yet we pay the reverend To read us somethin' that we probably could've read better Feelin' like we being controlled by the government They wanna decrease chaos so they throw us on religion sh** k**in' us just because we overpopulated Cameras in the skies and they watching every move we make And n***as in disguise Promoting that they want you to make it Kids being k**ed before they even make it to graduation But what if I'm wrong with everything I'm spittin' And there is a God and everything is being documented? Wow