Bull
I feel the bullshit
I smell the truth
Hear the delusion
Taste an excuse
Seems that I will not stop
Running it up
Don't care to hear
What your saying bout luck
Pressure they be puttin on me
I'm like fuck
Is what it is I been down
In a rut
I feel the bullshit
I smell the truth
Hear the delusion
Taste an excuse
Seems that I will not stop
Running it up
Don't care to hear
What your saying bout luck
Pressure they be puttin on me
I'm like fuck
Is what it is was down
In a rut
With myself, me, and I
And I don't even try
I'm just extra damn fly
Them last two bars were lies
Had to work for it
Had to hurt for it
On a search for it
Scavenger hunting and
I feel the bullshit
I smell the truth
Hear the delusion
Taste an excuse
Seems that I will not stop
Running it up
Don't care to hear
What your saying bout luck
Pressure they be puttin on me
I'm like fuck
Is what it is I been down
In a rut
I feel the bullshit
I smell the truth
Hear the delusion
Taste an excuse
Seems that I will not stop
Running it up
Don't care to hear
What your saying bout luck
Pressure they be puttin on me
I'm like fuck
Is what it is I been down
In a rut
I smell the truth
Hear the delusion
Taste an excuse
Seems that I will not stop
Running it up
Don't care to hear
What your saying bout luck
Pressure they be puttin on me
I'm like fuck
Is what it is I been down
In a rut
I feel the bullshit
I smell the truth
Hear the delusion
Taste an excuse
Seems that I will not stop
Running it up
Don't care to hear
What your saying bout luck
Pressure they be puttin on me
I'm like fuck
Is what it is was down
In a rut
With myself, me, and I
And I don't even try
I'm just extra damn fly
Them last two bars were lies
Had to work for it
Had to hurt for it
On a search for it
Scavenger hunting and
I feel the bullshit
I smell the truth
Hear the delusion
Taste an excuse
Seems that I will not stop
Running it up
Don't care to hear
What your saying bout luck
Pressure they be puttin on me
I'm like fuck
Is what it is I been down
In a rut
I feel the bullshit
I smell the truth
Hear the delusion
Taste an excuse
Seems that I will not stop
Running it up
Don't care to hear
What your saying bout luck
Pressure they be puttin on me
I'm like fuck
Is what it is I been down
In a rut
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Writer(s): Jonathan Mundell
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