Castro Dies - Jamie T

You’re messin' up my mind

You do it all the time

And that’s why enemy’s enemies and lovers

Will never be friends of mine

Speak treat west like a stain on the chest of a while collar

Why do I bother money?

Love hates honor

Grates if I look down I’m a goner

I’ll end up working for the BBC as a runner

Burning bills sloughed my fish wonder died of hunger

Friends stopped calling this time last summer

Sit down sorrows and I start to sigh

Gotta get there before Castro dies

Plight my guilt with highs

She smuggled with trouble in bubble

Wrap up the gap strapped between her thighs

So surprised when you meet her she seemed so shy

Considering she got balls that are twice the size

Of you plus me plus the give me, let me try

Better buy them all 'cause they’re in short supply

So here’s a conversation we can have when we fly

Got to get there before Castro dies

You’re messin' up my mind

You do it all the time

I just can’t take the lies

Boy, you just going down on a low

I just can’t take the lies

You’re messin' up my mind

And that’s why enemy’s enemies and lovers

Will never be friends of mine

I have a lesson learned, enemy burned

I’m saving up my bandages

A non believer turned

Can be the loyalist of advocates

So on aggregate I’m smashing it

I’m lacking backing but trashing it

I’m slacking and jacking the chips ya stacking

And spending them all on sandwiches

You ask me how it’s done

I just know how to handle it

See me through cynic critic scum

Who think you’re branded packages

And if you wanna come

You know what I’ll be brandishing

A speaker full of lyrics, beats

And loops that I’ve been sampling

You messin' up my mind

You do it all the time

I just can’t take the lies

Boy, you just going down on a low

I just can’t take the lies

You messin' up my mind

And that’s why enemy’s enemies and lovers

Will never be friends of mine