Feelin like a fool from a tool tendz to feel a litte old school….
Back in the day games from the crews
Playing shit cool with absolutely no truth
Your just swimming in your own pool of lies & stool
Actin like its wrong to choose
Trying to keep us both in your pocket,
Like a Dub & some booze
Don’t be suprised if we no longer fall for your bull or your tool
You’ve made us both fools for you
And still the both of us you wanna do
You’ve had your cake & you ate it too
Kissing my lips after tasting her goo
Tasting me & then kissing her with my juice
Your heart & soul is only thinking of you
You’ve made us both victims — make that fools…..


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