Dee$y - Mickey lyrics

[Verse 1: Dee$y] Middle finger to the media The ideology been f**ing with my brain When I turn the TV on, another rapper with a chain He made the sign of the cross, bet he sinnin' backstage Jesus peice on, jeez loius y'all The narcotics that he f**in' with he fiends off Don't give a f** about the fans than he feeds off Credit card bouncin' up and down like a see-saw Sleepin' on the couch, with his uncle sam Wait he don't got a Uncle, wait he don't got a dad Barely growin' out his stubble paused go and get a pad Causin' trouble on the block, throw him out his dufflebag Double digit, hustle back, lunch and dinner on a rag Finger blister, psychedelic motherf**ing country band Life is hellish, hell if If it was sweet then he'd be diabetic I confess it, steppin' on a unwelcoming welcome mat Could of been sellin' crack, dressed in all black Stuck with a metal mouth ever since his jaw cracked Somebody show me where the mall at A dollar sign to my name just to show them who to call back [Verse 2: Blue November] Heartless, as the weed burns often If you awful, take caution, no conscious Too young to give offering Running out of options I pitch it like Kenny Lofton I aim proportionate, distorting you in this alternate Reality, extorting you for a portion b**h Disregard the ignorance, not what you think it is Settle for a pebble never, going for the boulder kid I'm bold as sh**, larcenist with a garment So black that it's so marvelous Run up inside your parliament Let off a clip so arsenic I light the spliff and laugh at it You wondering where my conscious went n***a, check the record never caught but surely repping It's the Left Field Theory, something eerie Jax on the boards chopping samples with a sword And I got my n***a Deesy drafting raps and spitting easy Cause we running sh** Young n***as on the rise, coming for your damn demise Even at the f**ing darkest My n***a we still shine