Susso - A Fool's Notes

Uh, a man in my condition, ain't got a pot to piss in
Ain't got a lot but wishin
Ain't know a lot but listen, I've learned a lot in minutes
I earned the top position
I hurt a lotta women cause that liquor talks within him
Them liquor drops hit different
Them lonely nights, won't miss em
The blurry nights still glisten
The only time i'm witcha, is when you got me trippin
Control my temper, maneuver through all this wicked shit please dont lose ya grip, kid!

Brought the roof down so we took it to the basement
Run it, run it back i'm addicted to the praises
Shootin for the stars but my pupils dilated
Hall of fame aim, get my face gold plated

Brought the roof down so we took it to the basement
Run it, run it back i'm addicted to the praises
Shootin for the stars but my pupils dilated
Hall of fame aim, get my face gold plated

Never been direct I been obsessed with self expression
Never wrote my wrongs thats why I never come correct
Shit done hit the fan, you'd think I suffer to some extent
Except, ima boss, and im hardly ever fazed

Now they'll start to circle round when I start to take my shape
Lemme introduce myself, and dont forget this name
Susso, coolest flow, but he fuming like a flame
Call the city, call the doctors don't you let him get away he's a headcase!!!

(That motherfucker crazy!)

Brought the roof down so we took it to the basement
Run it, run it back i'm addicted to the praises
Shootin for the stars but my pupils dilated
Hall of fame aim, get my face gold plated

Brought the roof down so we took it to the basement
Run it, run it back i'm addicted to the praises
Shootin for the stars but my pupils dilated
Hall of fame aim, get my face gold plated

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