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letra de rambo trumix (troublesome) - truth teller

[truth teller]
right handed but i feel like a southpaw
tight as a mother f-cker so bounce y’all
i’ve been around y’all
went through ups and downs y’all
heard a couple of n-gg-s praying on my downfall
the fact that i can come up with these raps
means i’m gifted
so i’ll dismiss you’re critique and pick up some b-tches
all i ever wanted was a check with nine figures
i’m a sand n-gg- fr you just mime n-gg-s

save pennies and dimes for a swisher
bathe 3 times and don’t be a hipster
rave and run until you get a blister
brave n-gg-s don’t like to whisper
i remember one of my afghan n-gg-s
brought his cousin over and he played the zither
it was a cold night but i didn’t even shiver
twisted 7 joints got stuck in a twister
playing all kinds of trippy sh-t with a mixer
f-cked her and her older sister
tried to -ssist her
like an -ssistant
i guess i f-cked up but i stayed persistent
taking my daily prescription that’s a double dose
we balling now cause we gotta couple hoes
they’re shaking call it a juggle show

i’m a problem yeah troublesome
yeah yeah troublesome

right handed but i feel like a southpaw
fight a b-tch -ss cop i’m an outlaw
sip my beverage without a straw
kicking like marshal law
swallow my s-m-n or shut up and gargle braud homies turned into frauds
what’s the cause
i know it’s all about the quap
i care so i share i swear to god
forgive me i’m still lost
cause i never had sh-t
my past is past tense
i meant
it’s full of tension
exclude what i didn’t mention
my vengeance
is ruthless
no bullsh-t
if the shoe fits
i’d be walking in a hoodlums shoe with no shoe prints
i’m a muslim only god i fear
so i’m not fearless
f-ck whoever the f-ck don’t f-cking feel this
keep your lips sealed b-tch
and stop gossiping
i stare at these rap sheets and see accomplishments
honestly i just rap
my schedule is empty
l just hangout in the lab
with my sweatpants no findi
i’m cooking up something legendary
i’m not interested in missionary
doggy styling these b-tches till february
sorry for my lack of vocabulary
rarely drink i’m hooked on mary
treating people fairly
barely baring the pain
sometimes i just get high and paint
popping pills until i faint
i’m not a saint
i’m a junkie i probably od on cocaine
but my flow is insane
like the wayne brothers
i look at the sky and wonder why it’s not raining above us
truth teller

- truth teller

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