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letra de best fool - intuition

hey yo, my pops taught me how to throw when i was three
by the age of thirteen i lost a hold of my beliefs.
the known control freak would keep alone and don’t speak
since playing hide and go seek been trying to find his own niche.
don’t lie and overreach, go get in where you fit in
keep a couple trick cards hidden up in my mittens.
i realized that every good idea’s been invented,
so i occupy my sp-ce laced and vintage fits within it.
been a minute since i sprinted p-ss the point of moving on
still sending f-ck, used the past employers hugh and john
i wasted three years doing your stupid job
at least i’m fired and i got time to right these foolish songs.
a renaissance man who grabs a pen and scrawls jams
on a pad of sticky notes holding the ghetto’s….
my life seems kind of cool but it’s never all glam,
so when it all falls down i just let it all land.

hook:
you can’t reinvent truth (fool)
you can’t reinvent, reinvent
you can’t reinvent truth, oh
i’d rather die the worst me
than live to be the best, be the best (fool)
you can’t reinvent truth (fool)
you can’t reinvent, reinvent
you can’t reinvent truth, oh
i’d rather die the worst me
than live to be the best, be the best fool

yeah, don’t let your ego get ahead of you
believing all the hype from the pipelines you fed it through.
i’m from that school of thought there’s never nothing left to prove,
so i keep yapping till no one left to confess it to.
huh, i said i talk in the mirror
convinced that that’s the only time that anybody hears ya
i’m glad i got that cleared up,
mom i said i lead a lonely life and then i watched her tear up.
but cheer up, because it’s all good mama san!
i got a couple of fees that’ll come over with pajamas on
at the drop of a dime, to waste up all my time and hop along
too preoccupied to ever get my robert johnson on.
but i serenade satan, sitting on a corner with a pair of shades waiting
heir apparent adjacent to them barricades break
my demeanor’s like a needle, we don’t share the same patience, no!

i hit the bar alone, i never leave alone
driving far from home, seeking out a seed to sow.
be discreet and keep the secrets in the need to know
don’t let your short… feet be the reason peace is gone.
yeah, i know that half the city’s mad
cause i smashed their pretty l-ss, before they ask for t-tty grabs
i make my loot by st-tching bits of witty slang
not enough to put the peanut sh-lls inside the piggy bank.
and now, wells fargo hates me,
they trace me every place my failed card goes lately
where the h-ll’s charm gonna take me
when i’m sleeping past twelve my alarm don’t wake me.
pacing with a sleepwalk sickness,
placing all my faith in this cheap talk business.
i’ve been some places, trying to see the rest too
because there’s no value in trying to be the best , be the best

- intuition

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