Domineko feat. Young Mvchetes - Mannequins Lyrics

Lyrics Mannequins - Domineko , Young Mvchetes



Who am i to trust everybody love a lick
What side of the fence everybody gotta pick
I be smoking rolls of quarters just to hold on to my sense
I display real change everyday in my defense
Ever questioned your own blood wheres that reality at
Tryna find the transmutation to bring my sanity back
Got me out the coffin coughing use the gas for paronia
The moneys getting to your head it′s getting harder to ignore ya
Everybody fake hoow the fuck im pose to live, whoa
Everybody fake how these people raising kids, whoa
Everybody listens when its already too late
Yo homie claims he solid but we know he's two faced
REMEMBER
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Im a target for you marksman hope your next shots your best
Im a target for you marksman hope your next shots your best
Who am i to trust everybody love a lick
What side of the fense everybody gotta pick
In the cuts of your kickback im chilling but im tense
Most of yall claim we cool but i dont see no evidence
You just know me cause of rap, pay attention i can′t afford
To answer all these questions like where do i record
Whered i cop the pack, where about i stay
Who im fucking on and how much my shows pay
Say you care about the product swear you do it for the culture
You're a hashtag abuser with the beahvior of a vulture
You're either with me or against me you sound like a detective
The more clout in my bag the more i have to be selective
Swimming through the lie yall spreading rumors for crumbs
Probably rat out the whole crew how how you niggas raising sons
How you claim you down to ride how you claim that you support
How you claim you competion how the fuck this posed to work
Everybody fake hoow the fuck im pose to live, whoa
Everybody fake how these people raising kids, whoa
Everybody listens when its already too late
Yo homie claims he solid but we know he′s two faced
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Everybody fake
Im a target for you marksman hope your next shots your best
Im a target for you marksman hope your next shots your best
Bring it to the front we can′t hear you in the back
Bring it to the front we can't hear you in the back
Bring it to the front we can′t hear you in the back
Bring it to the front we can't hear you in the back
From Congress to the conscious, it seems like everybody fake
Neko′s sounding stressed, but me, I've lost all my faith
Not sure who to trust, if I can trust anyone at all
So if you ain′t a damn machete, trust I'm blocking all your calls
If you don't stand for shit, trust you′re already fucking dead
So many puff the spliff just to rise up (Get them) out of bed
So many pop the pill just to keep from blowing brain
While you′re always talking, "Fuck it, nothing's ever going to change
So why should I?" Fuck it then go on and be fake
Go on and ′Gram the riches that you'll never actually make
Go on and pop the ′Xannies, just to live a brief escape
And so, go on, just play the mummy while the rest of us decay
But, trust, as soon as you unravel, we'll be waiting on the street
We′ll be hanging by the mission where the children wait to eat
And when you finally come upon us and we're standing face-to-face
Know I've been waiting for the moment when we quietly both embrace
But until that day arrives, know I see you all the same
Whether left; right; deaf; blind; just different sets of chains
Give a fuck about your creed, and give a fuck about your clout
And if you ever test my crew, trust you′re lucky to walk out
′Cause here in 2018, it seems like everybody's fake
But not me and not B ′cause we don't tolerate the snakes
I′ll slice the heads off of anyone who slithers near my feet
I'll kill the whole fucking world before I ever admit defeat
I′ll keep it real until my death, so apologies to Dave Chappelle
Because I've seen the same side as him, and I'd honestly burn in hell
Before I ever become like you, when everybody′s fucking fake
And ′till someone proves me wrong
Y'all stay the fuck up out my way



Writer(s): Domineko


Domineko feat. Young Mvchetes - Perfect Weekend
Album Perfect Weekend
date of release
08-08-2018



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