I Am Trouble ft. Bronze Nazareth & Salute Da Kidd Lyrics

I am trouble, and trouble is me

Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud, follow me

I am trouble, and trouble is me

Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud, follow me

Grant me benevolence, the stress is relative

In my double melanin it was trouble blending in

Evil bending in, from every corner devilish

Give me the feeling of watching slave ships sailing in

Wailing when failing him, taking to dimensions in

Hell and heaven in my sermon, I'm telling him who my son

I'll die before I mail it in, hand me a shot on some sense of melanin

My temple, can it be that it was so simple, but so complex

On Fox, I'm watching niggas getting shot I'm next

Don't listen to the boxes

Ignorance and dick sucks for rocks and cigarettes

And dances and prancing with the gun cock

Got a bullet in the chamber, I'm paranoid for ya

Call my lawyer, blood clot, meet me in the foyer

You know it's a war when, we oiling up the iron

Watching every car rolling up beside me he threw a sign and

I put away my nine and

Lord have mercy, nigga, I'm color blinded

Looking for trouble, nigga, you found it

I am trouble, trouble is me

Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud, follow me

I am trouble, and trouble is me

Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud, follow me

I walk with iron Glocks, the scripts is wire locked

My hits is dire shots, Obama knot survival plots

Envelope hoax like powder to a fiend cyclops

I sling rope over jumps, trying to stop the flows

While these sales drop like stocks, and homes foreclosed

So I attempt fire whips are massive for my masses

Baby grand, piano capture, slash a disaster

Mash a lung out your chest, I need economy plaster

Crash the Wu-Tang license plate, enemy of state

Opponent of the city government with the triple K

It's a silent rage, bubonic, chronic, Mary Jane plague

Smoking rats on my windowpane, simple shame

Deep regret, where was heaven, blending in devilish

Sending me visions of lynching and death row shacks

Dying sons, drying nuns, send them where there's no snow

My pyramid guarded with knowledge on how to make a soul float

You can't quote, detach my throat, show you living hell

Have you experienced one night as the wife of Sean Bell

I am trouble, and trouble is me

Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud follow me

I am trouble, and trouble is me

Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud follow me

The wait is over, the truth has came

Salute motherfucker like the goddamn name

Through all the pain and troubles, I still persevere

Fuck submitting, throwing in the towel, a nigga prepared

I was trained well, switching my gears and flipping scripts

Ran with the real, while flushing the bullshit

Still focus when I lift, stay on point when I aim

I'm the birth creator, true founder of pain

Street science, brain spree, nothing but knowledge

Got degrees in the streets, plus a seal from the college

Move ground hard, fresh from the land down under

Move with lightning, produce sounds louder than thunder

City's frightening, rainstorms of a Bronze creation

Mixed with Kevlaar, situation pure mutilation

Still puffing with the Phillies, days is iller

Still standing with the kings, on the block with the killers

Drug dealers, till I die, I'm a project nigga

Beating all in my heart, pumping all through my veins

Obama said it best, nigga time for a change

But it's still the same, infrared dot on the beam

Still ride for the cause, still die for my team

Motherfuckers, I'm trouble

I am trouble, trouble is me

Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud, follow me

I am trouble, and trouble is me

Everywhere I go it seems a black cloud, follow me