Locksmith Fantasy World (feat. Slug & Rebecca Nobel)
[Chorus: Rebecca Nobel]
Who the hell do you think you are?
Jewels and a fancy car
You ain't built like that so take that back
Better wish on a falling star
Oh, you (Oh, you)
Living in a fantasy world
[Verse 1: Slug]
I'm exhausted, got bags underneath my heart
But I'll liberate your car before my people starve
I'm swimmin' through the garbage with maggots and artists
Face down, drowning in the shaggiest of carpets
I know it probably sounds like a complaint, but it ain't
Keep a roller ready for the wet paint
If you don't trust yourself, you can't believe in anybody else
We ain't got the time to help you rеalign your parallels
I'm not embarrassed, just scarеd to fail
You can definitely tell by my hair in my nails
I shot the Deputy, the Sheriff was a separate deal
We all standing in line to ride the same f..ckin' Ferris wheel
Excuse me, crap? I'm not havin' it
You wanna take a stab? Contact the upper management
Ain't enough time to keep waitin' for tomorrow
Open up the wine and drink straight from the bottle
[Chorus: Rebecca Nobel]
Who the hell do you think you are?
Jewels and a fancy car
You ain't built like that so take that back
Better wish on a falling star
Oh, you (Oh, you)
Living in a fantasy world
[Verse 2: Locksmith]
You think celebrity status is staticless
'Til you stack your chips and you wager
Self examination for government printed paper
Some of us into taper, integrity for some acres
Slice of Americana 'cause their Madonna is Taylor
Made for the people that's only seeking acceptance
Rather just pretend than accept the scam you dressed in
Why even addressing?
Me, I got a bone to pick, better yet, a fish to fry
You cappin', no big surprise
Your rappin' is with deprive, solely superficial
Instant gratification, you lack the patience for fiscal
Rewards, you on board but it's only for image
That sucker in high school, showboating during a scrimmage
Gloating just for attention, essentially just a prostitute
They give light, so you kiss ass to constitute
More social currency, currently chasin' bucks
On fantasy island, your tattoos prove you fake as f..ck
[Chorus: Rebecca Nobel]
Who the hell do you think you are?
Jewels and a fancy car
You ain't built like that so take that back
Better wish on a falling star
Oh, you (Oh, you)
Living in a fantasy world
