Lucky Boys Confusion - Child's Play lyrics

I'm in the wrong fucking place
At the wrong fucking time
Don't worry motherfucker 'cause I'll
Still get mine
I know the magnitude of the right attitude
Remember one day you'll be
Showing me gratitude
Inevitably you will agree
Your fragile ego I'm denting
Unnecessary jealousy, why are you resenting
Lucky Boys Confusion ripping
Leaves off clovers
Adam I'm about to send the limelight over
Kid well, hello, my my
How the tables have turned
You got your new style and
The tricks that you learned
From me, go let go of the ghetto phase
It's like everybody's trying to earn
A buck these days
Ripping off my kids with your ziploc bags


You think you're rolling now
You need to step the fuck back
We'll take care of Arizona, handle the schwag
Uh! Shorty got a brand new bag

When say opportunity knock on me door
Knock on me door such a shame
It's not the music
It's how much they score in their pocket now
The band plays
I see the dollar sign in your eyes
But guess what, Mr parasite?
We can see through all of your lies

Well, I'm rocking mic stands daily
I'm merely two blocks away from the venue
It's not as if you can hear me, clearly
Bringing up on the styles which were ours
Nearly with help from the stars of the past
Enhanced with your modern day melodies
Beats that kick your ass and you agree
I'm not up here to rock the room alone
Stubhy style (Whatup) pick up the microphone
I'm back by popular demand
Some people don't understand
Why I'm laughing
Fucking up all the shit you planned
Cause your motives weren't true
And neither were you
Trying to figure out how I do the things I do
A word of advice if you already haven't
Go out, step out, special order some talent
Don't say I'm not a musician cause
I can hold my own
Bitch, I play the microphone

When say opportunity knock on me door
Knock on me door such a shame
It's not the music
It's how much they score in their pocket now
The band plays
I see the dollar sign in your eyes
But guess what Mr parasite?
We can see through all of your lies

O-o-o oh, mama did you hear?
They wanna make me superstar
O-o-o oh, mama did you hear?
They're gonna make me a star
O-o-o oh, mama did you hear?
They wanna make me superstar
O-o-o oh, mama did you hear?
They're gonna make me a star

You seemed startled by the way
That I approach the mic
But isn't my tongue spitting out
All the things you like?
Mixing flavors together like Neapolitan
Tight clam baking the limousine
He sprinkles on his stardust before
He hit's the street
A victim of his ego, pop rock society
His gear is nice and trendy
You got your baggy jeans
He's got a few piercings
But nothing too extreme
Radio friendly writings is the
Highway to money maybe we'll be stars if we
Give them what they need
I get twelve percent off the music I make
And the image that they're
Selling you is fake

When say opportunity knock on me door
Knock on me door such a shame
It's not the music
It's how much they score in their pocket now
The band plays
I see the dollar sign in your eyes
But guess what Mr parasite?
We can see through all of your lies when say
Opportunity knock on me door
Knock on me door such a shame
It's not the music
It's how much they score in their pocket now
The band plays
I see the dollar sign in your eyes
But guess what Mr parasite?
We can see through all of your lies