Trouble On My Mind Lyrics - Fear Of God Ii: Let Us Pray - 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 

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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 

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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