Burn Notice Lyrics

I brought a toy

Turn all these truffles savoy

Listening to savoy brown

While your baby boy crowning

only 18

Talk about clowning

Stinkin poor like a leper

While I fathom wordplay like you payed for a lecture look

No doubt, I'm pimping, and this is the reason

I choose to use treason

No attachments is relieving

But To you somehow it was better believing

you should work on your resume instead of just seizing the moment

But how could you ever own it

You're a rumor

So let that sink in while I spit on your tumor

I'm not just producer bitch I'm the consumer

Chew you up and spit you out between the rock and the loom

This pen ain't a utensil it's the missile that doom

You stay out for social acts so I stay in the room

Cancer

Strip you ass naked see the fruit of the loom

Aspirations meant shit all when you chose to subsume