Déjà Vu (Two Black Cats)
Woke up in a real odd place in the AM
With a vision of the past
Or a path that I'm sustaining
Things feeling different
Not too much is really changing
Same damn vibe
A nigga steady chasing
The approval of another
My assignment's pretty basic
Fuck it I can flip it
Bourne 4 it like I'm Jason
I can give a mass of two shits
And throw it to Namtucket
A nigga pouring up
Two tears in a bucket
Man fuck it
I am drunk up off a feeling
I can't fuck with
I play the cards I'm dealt
But the dealers real sour
The king inside the deck
But the queens steady cower
Maybe it's the fear
That I install with power
Or I could be too short to
Reach Repunzel in the tower
Stack gets shuffled
So I can't predict a move
Whether good or bad
I stand a higher chance to lose
Saddened is the gambler
The real game trampler
They see him as the handler
But he is getting handled
Stand atop the world
But can't place it on his mantle
So he watches flames flicker
On his mantle from a candle
Silly is the boy that
Tried to bust a cashew
Cause he knows
Cash rules
Everything around him
He needs to jump around
And make sounds pretty loud
Cause the clowns around town
Makes tones that are louder
He thinks that he's a flounder
That's looking for an Ariel
A real fine bitch
That he can take into the burial
He wants to try and marry her
And carry her
Like carriers
But sadly there are barriers
That he keeps himself from tellin her
But sadly there are barriers
That he keeps himself from tellin her
Honey
I
Can
Not
Do this
I
Gotta
Go
With a vision of the past
Or a path that I'm sustaining
Things feeling different
Not too much is really changing
Same damn vibe
A nigga steady chasing
The approval of another
My assignment's pretty basic
Fuck it I can flip it
Bourne 4 it like I'm Jason
I can give a mass of two shits
And throw it to Namtucket
A nigga pouring up
Two tears in a bucket
Man fuck it
I am drunk up off a feeling
I can't fuck with
I play the cards I'm dealt
But the dealers real sour
The king inside the deck
But the queens steady cower
Maybe it's the fear
That I install with power
Or I could be too short to
Reach Repunzel in the tower
Stack gets shuffled
So I can't predict a move
Whether good or bad
I stand a higher chance to lose
Saddened is the gambler
The real game trampler
They see him as the handler
But he is getting handled
Stand atop the world
But can't place it on his mantle
So he watches flames flicker
On his mantle from a candle
Silly is the boy that
Tried to bust a cashew
Cause he knows
Cash rules
Everything around him
He needs to jump around
And make sounds pretty loud
Cause the clowns around town
Makes tones that are louder
He thinks that he's a flounder
That's looking for an Ariel
A real fine bitch
That he can take into the burial
He wants to try and marry her
And carry her
Like carriers
But sadly there are barriers
That he keeps himself from tellin her
But sadly there are barriers
That he keeps himself from tellin her
Honey
I
Can
Not
Do this
I
Gotta
Go
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Versher
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