Pusha T - Trouble On My Mind (cover) ft. Twank Star + Lyrics video free download

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Lyrics:

Call him what you want but ain't no way to stop him

Twank Star the villain, a necessary problem

A bully on the beats, dolo no mobbing

No longer a pusher the opposite of a goblin

And lately I been plotting, cause niggaz getting cocky

They ain't realizing I'm in position to drop them

Let him fall from grace that ego you been rocking

Ain't ready for war, you'll be knocking on heaven's door

Im a menace to society, the immediate public don't know whats growing inside me

Shitting on company time til they decide to fire me,

Slandering my colleagues with no balls to try me

Admire me from a distance cuz I'm testy

Testosterone driven I make OG's look zesty

Sweeter than nestle, taking pipes like Wesley

Robbing celebrities for Grammys Oscars and ESPY's

I swear this beat taking me a dark place

Put me against your favorite I swear it's never a hard race

Well lets start with the marketing I'm a martyr with the bars nigga

Nice face good voice but fairly large nigga

I'm bigger than Biggie and taller than Pun

More arrogant than Bonecrusher more evil than Run

Fatter than Joe I'm not mad at that though

Higher than Ross, to the south I am the Boss

And I get lost up in the music and I never reach the plain

But ironically its the only thing keeping me sane

Truly my COD but I ain't into games

So miss me with that bull shit I don't hang with lames

Mayne I carry Houston just wishing that they remember me

But superheroes never reveal they identity

So til the end of me I'm playing good and evil

Trying to make the transition to full time and legal .

Welcome to my dungeon, stay clear of the boom

Among the living dead, now I'm raiding all the tombs

Belonging to the goblins gangsters goons

Get it under control or the industry gone be doomed

The Grey Area coming soon a lot of budgets gone be cut

Labels will start forgetting why they ever gave a fuck

Im bitter cause we were cool you went and turned your back nigga

Well fuck a clean version and fuck your collab nigga

I could take all your beats murder one at a time

Niggaz don't know how to act when they get a hold of some shine

And thats what you gone do? Niggaz be hounding me bout a deal

I try and throw some light upon you

So we fell out when you called me a sell out

But you charging for autographs, that you sign and mail out

But God and his children who you claim to care bout

Shame when a Christian's dirty laundry gets to air out