Tuck Your Release Lyrics - Consequence

I'm dressed for success, put the glam squad to help with that 

Told me stress wouldn't really go well with that 

I've been to hell and back, check the flyer miles 

You can't tell me jack when it comes to puttin' fire out 

You need a firehouse filled up with firefighters 

To reach this level requires more than 10 writers 

And the same touch as Midas but things might go minus 

If you ain't got a blanket agreement like Linus 

Queen's finest, 'bout to blow in t-minus 

The nicest, I's is like ISIS 

That's cause I'm armed with bars like Ronda Rousey armbar 

And I feed these bitches eggplant parmesan 

It's bothers Cons you've been lyin' to the people 

So I feel like Cosby with a cup of cappuccino 

They makin' up stories, how they sold half a kilo 

But we know how this ends if you ever saw Casino 

To bet against me, you goin' broken AC 

I got the fans makin' noise like a broken AC 

So I should pay a broker's late fee 

Cause every time I'm in the house I get the broken leg speech 

Yeah Quence, break a leg 

Just so you can plug me in later like Glade 

But I ain't seen him since the 9th grade 

And even back then he a cat I might shade 

To say that out loud is the poor taste 

But if you had a taste of bein' poor, that's the worst taste 

Worse than a court case, worse than a divorce case 

With remorse for the first date 

I'll have you mean muggin' like North's face 

I used to keep drugs in my North Face 

And we'll win by a nose in this horse race 

That's why there's more snakes than Cobra Command Center 

That want to interrupt this grown man's dinner 

See winners are born, bred and chosen 

The best thing to happen to kids since Frozen 

That's why my sideburns look like Logan's 

Cause until you got bread like the Olsens 

There's always other fish in the ocean 

But imagine the commotion if I came home with a break baby 

That could belong to me, Wayne or Wayne Brady 

I know my main lady'll pull the trey pound 

And it's about the same size as Cheerio in A Town 

So it weighs down on me like a heavy rock 

Now I sleep with one eye open like Fetty Wap 

Every flock needs a sheep herder 

It's just me and my sheep be eatin' at the Mercer 

So unless your chain's heavy with a custom piece 

You better do yourself a favor and tuck and release 

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