Текст песни Trouble On My Mind (Album) - Pusha T
It's
the
blackout,
'rari
got
the
back
out
Showin'
my
black
ass
engine
in
the
glass
house
Started
in
the
crack
house,
Obama
went
the
back
route
Killed
bin
Laden,
another
four
up
in
the
black
house
Still
got
the
Macs
out,
pull
the
mask
down
like
a
mascot
Still
trick
with
bitches
out
with
money
or
with
ass
shots
Good,
had
room
for
one
more,
I
took
the
last
spot
Re-Up
gang
hit
the
jackpot
Whole
'nother
level,
then
you
add
fame
That's
a
whole
'nother
devil,
legit
drug
dealer
That's
a
whole
'nother
bezel,
the
carbon
Audemar
That's
a
whole
'nother
metal
but
still
keep
it
ghetto,
woo
Behind
the
scenes,
pull
strings
like
Gepetto
The
gun
blow
steam,
whistle
like
a
tea
kettle
Runnin'
like
the
rebels,
you
and
LV
Sport
shoe
on
a
pedal
I
let
you
niggas
settle,
yeah
Trouble
on
my
mind
I
got
trouble
on
my
mind
Trouble
on
my
mind
So
much
trouble
on
my
mind
Trouble
on
my
mind
I
got
trouble
on
my
mind
Trouble
on
my
mind
So
much
trouble
on
my
mind,
on
my
mind
Pharrell
said,
"Get
'em"
so
I
got
'em
Tripped
on
Bristol
Palin
then
I
accidentally
shot
'em
Then
it
ricocheted
and
killed
the
game,
I'm
a
problem
'Cause
I
wanna
fuck
the
world
but
not
a
fan
of
usin'
condoms
Pardon
my
French,
I'm
goin'
hard
as
my
dick
When
I
envision
my
tip
on
the
crust
of
bitch's
lips
Mr.
Lipschutz
has
been
trippin'
Since
I
mentioned
Reptar's
Triceratops
dinosaur
dick
I
feel
it
in
my
gut
to
kill
these
motherfucks
As
a
musk
like
the
arm
of
my
pits
You
niggas
comin'
shorter
than
a
Bush
Wick
Billy
costume
On
sale
durin'
Christmas
in
Philly
Um,
well,
not
really,
it's
gettin'
kinda
chilly
Let's
hit
a
couple
bars
and
give
some
bitches
wet
willies
Soaked,
gettin'
jiggy
with
it
and
Bel-Air's
britches
With
a
bag
of
pills,
couple
berries
and
a
biscuit
Trouble
on
my
mind
I
got
trouble
on
my
mind
Trouble
on
my
mind
So
much
trouble
on
my
mind
Trouble
on
my
mind
I
got
trouble
on
my
mind
Trouble
on
my
mind
So
much
trouble
on
my
mind,
on
my
mind
I'm
a
fuckin'
walkin'
paradox
and
a
really
shitty
rapper
In
my
favorite
pair
of
socks,
ironed
pair
of
dockers
Two
Glocks
cocked
screamin'
Westside
With
the
speakers
blastin'
a
pair
of
Pacs
Yonkers
10
milli,
you're
silly
Thinkin'
that
this
'preme
wasn't
free
willy
The
feelin'
is
neutral,
the
gang
is
youthful
And
fuckin'
tighter
than
Chad
Hugo's
pupils
It's
Wolf
Gang
and
the
With
the
Re-Up's,
a
hell
of
a
buzz
Rick
James
said
cocaine's
a
hell
of
a
drug
Who
else
could
put
the
hipsters
with
felons
and
thugs
And
paint
a
perfect
picture
of
what
sellin'
it
does?
This
is
for
the
critics,
who
doubted
the
chemistry
Two
different
world,
same
symmetry
And
this
black
art,
see
the
wizardry
When
you
at
the
top
of
your
game,
you
make
enemies
You'll
never
finish
me
Trouble
on
my
mind
I
got
trouble
on
my
mind
Trouble
on
my
mind
So
much
trouble
on
my
mind
Trouble
on
my
mind
I
got
trouble
on
my
mind
Trouble
on
my
mind
So
much
trouble
on
my
mind,
on
my
mind
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1 Changing Of The Guards
2 Amen (Explicit)
3 Trouble On My Mind (Album)
4 Trouble On My Mind (Album)
5 What Dreams Are Made Of
6 Body Work
7 Body Work
8 Everything That Glitters
9 Everything That Glitters
10 So Obvious
11 Feeling Myself
12 Feeling Myself
13 Raid
14 Raid
15 My God
16 I Still Wanna
17 I Still Wanna
18 Alone In Vegas
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