I Am Trouble

I am trouble, trouble is me (God have mercy)
Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud follow me (have mercy on me)
I am trouble and trouble is me (God have mercy)
Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud follow me (have mercy on me)

Remy Benevolence the stress is relative and my double Melanin
It was trouble blending in, evil bending in from every corner devil lives
Give me the feeling of watching slave ships sailing in
Willing when failing him taking to dimensions
In hell and heaven in my sermons
I'm telling them who my son out die before I Melanin?

Hand me a shot on some sense of melanin
My temple can it be that it was so simple
But so complex on fox and watching niggas getting shot
I'm next don't listen to the boxers the racing dick sucks for rocks
And cigarettes, and dancing, and prancing with the guncock
Got a bullet in the chamber I'm paranoid for you

Call my lawyer blood clot meet me in the foyer
You know it's a war we all in up the iron watching every car
Rollin up beside me he threw a signing
I put away my knowledge lord have mercy nigga
I'm color blinding looking for trouble nigga you found it

I am trouble, trouble is me
Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud follow me
I am trouble and trouble is me
Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud follow me

I walk with iron glocks the scriptures wire locked
My hair says, "Dire shots Obama not survival plots"
Envelope hoax like powder to a feed cyclops
A sling rope over jumps trying to stop the flows
While these sales drive like stocks and homes foreclose
Soraya tenfire whips a master for my masters

Baby grid piano capture slasher disaster
Master lung out your chest I need economy plaster
Crash the Wu Tang license plate
Enemy estate opponent of the city government with the Triple K
It's a silent phrase Bubonic bubonic chronic
Mary Jane plays Mama Window pane simple shame
Deep regret where was heaven Blending in?

Devilish sending me visions of lynching and death row shacks
Dying sun drying none send them where there's no snow
My pyramid guarded with knowledge on how to make a soul float
You can't quote detach my throat show you live in hell
Have you experienced one night as a wife of Sean Belle

I am trouble, trouble is me
Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud follow me
I am trouble and trouble is me
Everywhere I go a single black cloud follow me

The wait is over the truth has changed
Salute my motherfuckers like the goddamn name
Do all the pain and troubles I see it persevere
Fuck submitting throwing in the towel and they're prepared
I was trained well switching my jazz and flipping scripts
Ran with the real while flushing the bullshit
Still focus when I lift

Stay a point when I aim, I'm the perfect creator true founder of pain
Street science, brains read nothing but knowledge
Got degrees in the streets plus the seals from the college
New brown hawk fresh from the land down under
Moving lightning produce sounds louder than thunder
City frightening rainstorms of a Bronze creation
Mixed with camp yeah situation pure mutilation

Still puffing with the Phillies days is illa
Still fading with the cannons on the block with the killers
Drug dealers till I die I'm a project nigga
Beating all in my heart pumping all through my veins
Obama said, "Best nigga time for a change"
But it's still the same infrared doubt on the beam
Still ride for the cause still God for my team
Motherfuckers I'm trouble

I am trouble, trouble is me
Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud follow me
I am trouble and trouble is me
Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud follow me

(God have mercy)
Yeah (have mercy on me)



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Cross, Justin Cross, Aundre Woodland
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