Unmerciful

I mean unmerciful
Something reversible
Taking you back to the beginning
Where I'm always winning and singing your fate
With a mic and slate
It's like bait how fifteen minutes of fame can make you late
It's whatever you want to create or endeavor
You begin your story to unfold
The first bold move to prove
That your only friend is you

Rewind
Unwind
No hustle
One mind
Who shares one place
Like a clock without a face
Remind me my place
It is to replace
A thought for a moment of grace
Nonsense
Hits your mind like jewel-oubliettes
Made clear to make a tear
And distort it all with alcohol
Necessity has no shame
Intensity makes you vain bitch

When you see shoes on the preacher
There ain't no credit for teacher
When you see shoes on the preacher
There ain't no credit for teacher

Driving good and evil
Around in my back seat
And up front is a freak
Who knows more than me
What
I'm that freak
Who recycles every week
Perfect disorder
Never had it good
Never had it bad
Never had a dad
Too many women
And not enough men is my opinion
But for you
It's just a trend
Sucka

When you see shoes on the preacher
There ain't no credit for teacher
When you see shoes on the preacher
There ain't no credit for teacher

When you see shoes on the preacher
There ain't no credit for teacher
When you see shoes on the preacher
There ain't no credit for teacher

Huh yeah
Huh oh
Ah

When you see shoes on the preacher
There ain't no credit for teacher
When you see shoes on the preacher
There ain't no credit for teacher

When you see shoes on the preacher
There ain't no credit for teacher
When you see shoes on the preacher
There ain't no credit for teacher



Credits
Writer(s): Heather Puma
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