EXTRA KOOL - Heartburn lyrics

rate me

I swear to God your going to kill me, why you

Keep asking me, to hot to trot, mother fucker

Spells blasphemy, I don't remember much, but I

Never said that shit, I don't want to help you

Out, let's watch my heart turn to plastic, hey

Kool kick me down, let me get a hundred bucks,

I'll get you back that's on boy's, see my rent

Just doubled up, the next day he's smoking

Blunts, macing girls with shitty lines, in a

Brand new pair of Jordan's, wait a minute, those

Are mine, hey man, where's my money, and how the

Hell did you get my shoes, you better spill your

Guts quickly, let me here your new excuse, oh

You won them shooting hoops, my bad, I guess I'm

Chirping, I didn't mean to pull your card in front

Of birds how disturbing, but now he's walking with

You home, you see he needs a place to stay, little

Man got evicted, pouring salt in hater aid, but

You can't tell him no, because he's feeling so

Excluded, I'll only be here for a week I swear,

Then you'll have seclusion, a yo it's three weeks

Later, he's sleeping naked on your couch, man I'm

Tired of this shit, and how you always run your

Mouth, it's time to get the hell out, get it

Together or wait your turn, man I'm not your loving

Mom, damn you give me heartburn...

You give me heartburn, when I see you lie like

That, I want to shake your skinny ass wake you

Up and laugh, you give me heartburn, your not

Going to win I promise, I'm to sick of playing

Savior to you pill-aholics...

I got a headache this big, could some one please

Come save me, I'd like a life free of stress that

Would be extra gravy, but now Kool is on alert,

That's why I often change my number, change my

Life, change my gear then change my place of slumber,

Well I'm all blown up, see the faces painted grins,

No more lending money, I'll I got is real friends,

With a pocket full of tens, now I'm off to fill

The tummy, find a nice place to eat, and hide my

Face like Frank the bunny, when tap, tap, tap,

I feel his finger on my back, I spun around to catch

His grins, like a Harlem bitch slap, hey Kool, where you

Been, I need you to do me a little favor, I got a girl

Who plays doctor, but I need a place to save her,

See that's really not my flavor, lending spots to

Ignorance, I'm not going to show you where I live

So you can bag some crazy bitch, well now he's

All huffy puffy, up in smoke and up in arms, he say's

You never help me out, your just a bitch who sings

Songs, I guess you knew me all along, spark the

Lights, I'm left exploring, how are you going to

Talk that kind of shit, when your standing in my

Jordan's, so fuck your life, fuck your crew and fuck

Your crazy doctor bitch, I'm not the man to help

You out, you little lousy hypocrite...