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Artiste : LLoyd Banks
Titre : Smoke and Mirrors
You don´t remind me nothin´ of family, why would I call you that?
Judas done finally found my phone number, why would I call you back?
I shot up quick, hope my fate gets along with all these stats

He got all the tools, fuck is takin´ so long for shorty snap?
This is remindin me of the first time you doubted me
Wonderful timin´, here I go bringin´ my black aura in this colorful climate
Niggas´ll set up shop, run from the fact that I´ve designed it
Don´t ever think forgiveness takes away from the fact that you tried it
There ain´t gon´ be no malfunctions the way I´m wired
Pain takes a toll on ya body, truth is I´m tired
Grew a disdain for some people I once admired
Accepted the absence and fell in love with the triumph
Gotta be solid, don´t cower when bein´ confronted
My nigga, if you could let others divide us, we ain´t one hunnid

Naturally built to survive, it´s trauma we stomach
Fuck around and have a dance with a demon, probably become it
Havin´ a heart took a piece of me, I was always givin´
Won´t be allowed at my funeral, hated on me livin´
Shoulda stayed the course, switchin´ lanes was a wrong decision
Tryna run away from fame, only prolonged collision
This is for all y´all, no need for the song suspicion
By the time you see me, I made the cut, never saw the incision
Doctor stapled me back up, was gifted with third eye vision

I gotta argue experience, they don´t deserve the wisdom
Hard to enjoy excitement, too busy duckin´ indictment
First time I went to a psychic, she told me I wouldn´t like it
Skin color can be ya vice grip, hopin´ it´s just a night stick
Regular traffic stop, pussy copper´ll flip off ya light switch
And I´m a father, the thought of it makes me proud
My biggest fear is lettin´ one of my babies down
Product of rabies, Lord knows the ´80s was foul
It´ll tear me up as a ghost, let you suckers come lay me down
Filter us out, you studio gangsters are agin´
Y´all wanna talk analytics, check my engagement

What´s ya criteria? ´Cause I should still be ya favorite
I lost ya vote along the way, fuck do I have to do to change it?
´Fore you quit, make sure you sure, can be only few rhymes away
´Fore I leave, gotta look both ways, still pray up two times a day
Either ya born a leader or not, won´t depend on who finds a way
Lucky you get a pass, ain´t no coupons for pray
Went from havin´ everything you could think of to losin´ everything
Still chasin´ the happiness federal notes could never bring
But it´s aight though, I´ll get it all back with interest
You ain´t never walk a footstep to judge me, don´t blur the sentence

The clock is tickin´, don´t fuck off your time, you can´t replace it
Don´t come from the bottom, won´t know what it´s like to really make it
You lit up the bridge to our honor, figured you´d fake it
Twenty crooks in one corner, runnin´ adjacent

Yo, and we might be fallin´ in place, feel like it´s out of a dream
Gotta stay silent dog, some shit you can´t redeem
Things ain´t always what they seem
You claim to be family, stay that way, don´t give a fuck´s in between
Don´t know what you out there lookin´ for, they put me here to be king
Gotta be more than a shoulder for you to lean
Things ain´t always what they seem

You claim to be family, stay that way, don´t give a fuck´s in between
Queens

Rifle, prepare to fire
Ready, aim