Build-A-Mate (Lyrics)

Now it's time stop fooling yourself
Now it's time stop fooling yourself
                  ...stop fooling yourself
                  ...stop fooling yourself


 (Verse 1)
Since the day that you were christened as daddy's little princess
You would find your knight that would  fulfill your dearest whises
But some how, things got out of hand  and confusing
With unrealistic checklists you started using!
If he doessnt fit criteria....
Then unfounded claims that love is madness and hysteria
Gentleman's an a**hole,
Six-pack  that stays in tow,
Thug with a conscience that buys you with material!
An example of form over function.
Boulevard  of broken dreams, stationed at the junction
Substance is a afterthought.... (N***** ain't S***)
But you knew the possibility of it becoming this!
So he drove a nice car, bought bottles at the bar
Yet you overlooked all his fallacies and scars!
So, A closer look at this issue
Shows you were concerned with things thats rather superficial!

(Hook)
What do you know when you don't know anything about loving
And what  do you care if dont know anything about giving
When the meaning of love is a mytery to you
And the feelings I have for you, baby it's true


(Verse 2)
Behind Evevery good man is a woman that is capabale
A system of belief for some reason is escaping you...
Handle you with kid gloves..cuz you are out of touch
When love has been replaced with dependency and lust......
But we all  (Want a Bad B****)
34, 26, all the right measurements....
Centerfold images dancing in your fantasies
Thus creates a skewed concept of sexuality!
Steady Barking at The Catwalk,
Masculinity misdirected that's real talk!
You View Your Prize as a Malady
 So how do you expect to gain a lady with some quality?
Insecurities currently are being breached.
Misogyny is the dialect you now speak.
But, a closer look at this issue
Shows you were concerned with things that's rather superficial

(Hook)
What do you know when you don't know anything about loving
And what  do you care if don't know anything about giving
When the meaning of love is a mystery to you
And the feelings I have for you, baby it's true

3. Saints and Sinners (Lyrics)

(Verse 1)

Step into the realm of something that isn't natural.

Reports of resurrection is something that's very factual!
If  you're a monster, than I am Van-Helsing,
Extinguish anything hell fire can now bring.

The name rings,  Means The bells and Hunchback,

Haunts all the natives, Crucifixes in the back-packs.
True Religion used to conquer what seems  evil.
But Never mind the lies the media tries to feed you! (Uh)
So bring your thoughts for the preachers,
Ears to the speakers and the questions for the teachers.
Money for the features, souls to feed the creatures,
Doubt for believers we've now split the meters.(Uh)
........Without  the surgical equipment/
Play it backwards and you become equip with..
Slow it Down for anyone missing out on the quick wit,
Sewn from the sharpness If you choose to knit pick!

(Hook)
You better believe in Jesus
'cause only he can save ya now
throw in a saint or two why don't ya
three hail mary's and a hari krishna
you made me drink the kool-aid
you tricked me into thinkin' that Jill means Jack
you are the fire spawn of the Devil
but even he ain't takin' you back, back, back

(Verse 2)

It's fright night when I decide to ignite

Or excite to the point that makes you feel like,

You are battling an entity that's not from this planet

So even if your words are weapons there's no damage

This is More than a myth spoken all around the camp fire

Aim higher if you wanna' see me expire

Or Use a ghost writer, make ya' s*** a bit tighter,

Way I burn tracks you would think that I was Ghost Rider!

So get a lighter if you travel through the corridors.

Drop jaws like you just saw Minaj drawers.

It's Twilight when these Midnight Marauders,

Roam through your village and town in their persona.

Got The prophets in the closet that's trying defy logic.

But the topics of the projects bring tears to any optics.

Need to stop it if you  thinking you coming to bring grief.

Sheep for this lyrical slaughter it looks bleak!

(Hook)
You better believe in Jesus
'cause only he can save ya now
throw in a saint or two why don't ya
three hail mary's and a hari krishna
you made me drink the kool-aid
you tricked me into thinkin' that Jill means Jack
you are the fire spawn of the Devil
but even he ain't takin' you back, back, back

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