Japanese Trees by Tim Cross Lyrics

I thought she was cool. I thought she meant it
Two-faced bitches, Harvey Dent shit;
I did so much wrong you could see it from the beginnin'
I have sinned so much, God won't accept my repentance
See that. Hear this, Cheat me. Fear death
Cheat-sheet, repeat, heat seat fear that's
Where it has gone, you can ask us if we're back
All up on the ceilings, niggas want their chandeliers back
I shhh shhh like Jason is in the area
I see food. You niggas seafood like aquariums
Pet cemetery, I hit 'em and then I bury 'em
These rappers berry sweet shortcake fuckin' fairies, and
I'm the best at what I do like black dudes in sports
My cohorts have different views
Taking out the garbage, but we are not trashmen
You spit old shit. My new shit is classic
Hit the lottery, no plot to me. There's a plot to be
I'm really cocky like steroid injected zombie nazis
Extra ordinary, ain't no stoppin' me
I'm about as average as the word mediocrity