Trash Boy - Mr. Mercado (Ritz Field) Lyrics

I only turn it up so I can hear the hands clap
And all I hear is luci asking he you take that
And all I know is locked behind a door no placemat, sit next to the sign that says to beware of the house cat
Another couldn't penetrate the wall I put up
But I could leave with half like I aint got no prenup
The glass half empty and the rest is in a tuperware puppets glare as muppets stare the hell out of your cuppit flare
I only beat your drums so I can hear the hands clap
And all I hear is luci asking can he take that?
And all I know doesn't exist I can't control that, so I control the limits of the walls within your mums flat
Boom bang splat
Bass dumb fat
Knocked her to her feet, she needs some first aid stat
Think that motherf*cker had a heart attack no wait she's back up and she wants that dope beat back
I'm on my ritz field
With my hands worked to the bone
And my heart it's filled with stone
But I'm gonna get healed
Because my cumin is grown
Right outside the hallway with the lockers
Now mama let's deal
Put your cards on either side
There's no point don't try to hide
I'm ruby sex peel
Because the time it is now and the place is right next to the lockers
Oh look, it's time to get grown
These other kids don't got the stones
See they quarrel with all the wrong foes
I guess it's just the life they chose
But I have the spices to keep you on top of the ball
We've got jasmine, rosemary, cilantro, and all
But don't forget to keep your eyes on the prize because you might leave with them all
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