Marlowe - Tall Tales lyrics
[Marlowe - Tall Tales lyrics]
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
There is no other fire-eater who
Can a do this-a trick
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
Young man, watch the acrobats
Notice how they walk the tightrope
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
Trappers get slain, rappers tell tall tales
Do the math again
Claim that the name won't sell
I never needed surgery
But see these nerves put me
Here in this infirmary
And kind words have a funny way of irkin' me
I ain't never played Urkel
Live with my virtues
Make this game deserve you
It's good if it hurts
State of mind black and purple
These dark shades make dark
Days much less hurtful
And my odd ways made daybreak the new curfew
In my arcade where all fate is
Headbutted by the hard way
Gold stars, bricks, coins, ballers
And ball chains hit the throttle
They say tomorrow it could all change
But 90 out of 10 you'll wake up in
The same damn makeup in the same bed
Tryna hit the brakes
In a race with the braindead
The life I've tasted
Tell you what it's laced with vacant faces
Started from the bottom of the basement
Now we at the bottom
Now we at the bottom of the
Problem is the time that I'm spending
Clockin' every dime that I'm spending
I don't think my mind'll forgive it
Problem is the time that I'm spending
Clockin' every dime, clockin' every dime
Problem is the time
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
Trappers get slain, rappers tell tall tales
Do the math again
Claim that the name won't sell
Kool-Aid, get your Kool-Aid
I just cut my finger
Uh, this is Kool-Aid, you want First Aid
Turn left step right up, okay okay, come on
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
There is no other fire-eater who
Can a do this-a trick
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
Young man, watch the acrobats
Notice how they walk the tightrope
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
Trappers get slain, rappers tell tall tales
Do the math again
Claim that the name won't sell
I never needed surgery
But see these nerves put me
Here in this infirmary
And kind words have a funny way of irkin' me
I ain't never played Urkel
Live with my virtues
Make this game deserve you
It's good if it hurts
State of mind black and purple
These dark shades make dark
Days much less hurtful
And my odd ways made daybreak the new curfew
In my arcade where all fate is
Headbutted by the hard way
Gold stars, bricks, coins, ballers
And ball chains hit the throttle
They say tomorrow it could all change
But 90 out of 10 you'll wake up in
The same damn makeup in the same bed
Tryna hit the brakes
In a race with the braindead
The life I've tasted
Tell you what it's laced with vacant faces
Started from the bottom of the basement
Now we at the bottom
Now we at the bottom of the
Problem is the time that I'm spending
Clockin' every dime that I'm spending
I don't think my mind'll forgive it
Problem is the time that I'm spending
Clockin' every dime, clockin' every dime
Problem is the time
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
Trappers get slain, rappers tell tall tales
Do the math again
Claim that the name won't sell
Kool-Aid, get your Kool-Aid
I just cut my finger
Uh, this is Kool-Aid, you want First Aid
Turn left step right up, okay okay, come on