Jesse Howard - Troublemaker lyrics

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Jesse Howard - Troublemaker lyrics

Now in my younger days I would sport a shag I'd dim the hunger pains Just to sort the tracks Sit back coerce the tracks Spliff gra** proportion facts Chit chat to tour the map Flick ash proportion bags Split gaps and thwarted cla** With that afforded tabs Floor the gas tour with cats Escort it back to hoard the stash Did work but more to pa** did that "decor" the past with cats in touring cabs It's boarding fast no more to grasp Spit raps in according fashion Started out with bad approaches rapping bogus Barking foul facts in focus now I'm loud on tracks eloped with topics where mental states toxic penciled waste face the world hypnotic Aw sh** These gullable f*ggots like sullen full fabricated tug and pull raps that have this skull of full packets of grape drink colorful past wits on hates brink Have you even got some time believing talk from five or more sources who's bullsh** spills more if it's hawked from dry orafices applied more since it's jive morphosis are choruses pried from more with it's lies extorting sh** Get it. Straight Get it? Straight Can't take jokes? f** it. Let it play Past I better look back at it Latched but never hooked bad addict Glad my lever pushed grabs at it Its craps added f** this sh** luck is split Past baggage f** a hit Rather spit tracks savage Spit hazmat and crash lavish Its flashbacks is slashed ravished I grab a pen to get cynical Minimal pivotal pinnacles Back again to get digital Stack amends sh** gets pitiful My head feels like a time bomb I'm ticked off Shed feelings spite the shine gone kicks rocks I could spit something how many stupid to believe it Nim-wits nothing sounds putrid you concieve it Bionic hearing like a bunny rabbits my phonics tearing mics Funny habits on wax or gigabytes tracks gunning to spin a plight it's patched in a mic