The Thought - Make a Fool Outta Me (feat. Smith the Poet) Lyrics

Don't you make a fool out of me
Yeah
BLAQKNOIZ, live again y'all
Where we going?
What we doing?
Don't you make a fool out of me
Working toward composure
Free me from your quotas
Don't overdose on my energy
You'll make a fool out of me
Where we going?
What we doing?
Don't you make a fool out of me
Seems all the burgers Boca
So, "callate tu boca!"
They like don't you worry 'bout a thing
Make a fool out of me
It's on me if you fool me once
Ignorance is free, I'mma roll my blunt
Fool me twice, I'mma cool my front
Third time, I'm on you like, "this old, or what?"
You can roll your dice on the fourth trick
Motorbike on the cold, slick
Click, click, where the brakes give out
Pick yourself up with your graveyard clout
Yo, when you ever tell the truth, dude?
No one yelling, we won't shoot you
Playing Blue's Clues with the funds you owe
Thinking you Who's Who at your cousin's show
Copied cadences for a buzz or growth
But you only got 'bout a dozen bros
I ain't sucrose on the average, got a lot of baggage
When they hear me, they like "how do you manage?"
I don't got a lot of friends
Looking like I'm homeless 'cause a dude don't follow trends
I would take a shot at Pence
If I thought my fat ass could get over the fence
Not a rookie on the bench
I'm the vet that they never seem to let play ball (Put me in, coach!)
Got a duty to the stench
Word to Dame Judi Dench, where my night sky falls
Never break my bonds
Find yourself messing with a Barry, oh!
And my word is bond
If my life goes to plan, I won't marry
Thinking that it's scary when they fight for this?
You can risk your life for the knife you dished
Ordinary, though it's not my wish
It's time to pass the mic right to Smith
Given time, indeed the tyrant
Live a lie, I dream hydraulics
Candy-painting walls with college knowledge
But hold that Triller, child
And cautious, carbon copy that! Jazz cabbage
Molasses, I spit, it's stagnant, lavish havoc, has-been!
Hasn't passed his blunt, debunk we bastards like numb!
Pass me that passive we puff, Palace, I bask in my bluff
'Cause I don't know where you're from!
No, there ain't nowhere to run! No!
Frantic, the phallic, I funk
Factual frazzled the flux
Actual chasms, I cuss
Flashing that flaccid for f*ck's sake!
The Stratis, I strum straight
Stacking, I stunt great
That balance ballad someday
Won't fall for you, don't love May!
But June's July, just won't advise
To fake the fluff, or flake and flub away
Won't fool my yesterday, babe
Live long and prosper
'Cause I'm her fool imposter, no
Don't you make a fool out of me
Don't you make a fool out of me
Fool me once, fool me twice
Fool me once, fool me twice