Target Me by Don T., Singer Songwriter music from San Antonio, TX on ReverbNation
Look, attitude of a stranger, letting these birds fly fingers like danger, trading this cash in to get a lil famous, friends with false smiles a target when I'm hanging, loose ends don't tie, cut em all angles, Â Eye can't even smile up 'fore the pranksters, and two sticks for the road I'm famous, and everywhere I go theres cameras, but not enough to catch body language, no one solves the case, they leave it all to me, so I cautiously, bring to life my speech, and then I let it wreak havoc on all these beats mayne, I'm a motherfuckin BEAST, and I feel it's past time to eat, tired of enriched wheat mustard luncheon meat, playa I'm about to fill on a feast, and adversaries compete....
