Troo.L.S. - Crash N' Burn lyrics

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Troo.L.S. - Crash N' Burn lyrics

Yeah You know these people they think we got the solution for everything out there you know Like we can walk on water We're just human, man... You are now Officially turned into the critically acclaimed So expect the unexpected Or watch your dreams come down To crash and burn Cause when they're not for free You only feel, let down, let down So don't you, make a sound Cause then they make you accountable For every word that you utter from the gutter Like the priceless Outland Hold a crown "But Akhi, you know music is the devil's work" "Plus when Lenny gonna convert? " "How do you make it work? " "Two m**ms, one Christian? " "And why wouldn't you put 'em all work Fi Sabeel Allah? " Damn, I am not the way I'm often spoken about So don't u dare try to put words in my mouth Just like you're putting selfmade artificial facts about me in your head See I never said that I care, was that prepared See all I did was to spit my heart out Remember that next time u try to make me a part of your world Cause then your dreams come down crach N burn! [Chorus:] Do you wanna know a thing or two of how, of how to frame a young hustla like me As we talkin before a while You can call me this, you can call me that, u call me this, u can call me that! U can call me whatever! Is it ok if I do it myself? [Lenny's part] [Chorus] [Isam:] Ain't no Islamist or date merchant Don't try to hate on me for so searching Even though I'm not from china I'm a go do ma thing Study the shaolin screaming free to d**h high ... Don't live in a tent n keep my wife in it all day For the record, knew who she was before we got married Ok? In my closet I have more than just robes and sandals Never ever rode a camel Expect when I went to the pilgrim And I got hustle Ate a "Falafel" I crumbled Damn food, what a gamble No I don't think you're an infidel You should know that by now I ain't gonna tell shhhhshh cause there is nothing to tell Mid-terms comin' up I look out the window like Malcolm Tell the Feds stop tappin' my phone son Give me some peace of mind and I'll go back to my country The only problem is that I'm already in it, G!