D Letter

[Verse 1: Hons]

Good morning, look like she had a bad night

Woke up naked on the bed with my hands tied

Letter by the bed side stand, I can’t open it

Probably holds the key to what god damn hoax this is

[Verse 2: Trials]

Checking in, avoiding all of these missed calls

I hit the TV pause, don’t freeze the CB4

You got to get up, running it down you’ve gotta get a check

I’ve got a package in the mail, by mistake man for Sesta

[Verse 3: Sesta]

I’ve got a motherfucking letter and it couldn’t get any better

Eleven minutes in, I never looked at the measurement

And got the beverage, shake it up, taking my world

Popped in my meds and I’m tucked into bed, see you later

[Hook: Trials (Sample)]

(Da da da da da) Now I gotta go and get up

Go and get in and get better all

(Da da da da da) Gotta get moving

Gotta get [?] and some saying

I’m not feeling myself I said

I’m not feeling myself, I’m so low (HELL NO!!!)

You don’t know what I got

But what’s up? What’s that? Get a hole in the ground

And then I’m out. What’s the deal? What’s the deal? What’s the deal?

(Said I’m out!) What’s the deal? What’s the deal? What’s the deal?

Let’s go. Well, let’s go

[Verse 4: Trials]

Six minutes, Trigga Trials, you’re on

I got death letters, det letters piles of pron

They got stacked up, they can get deez nuts slack one

Huge ones, just to move it need to use a sack truck

[Verse 5: Sesta]

I hardly knew it but knew she could use a suitor

In my head I got it, she go hotter than her Hoover

Bad mover maneuver they call him a loser

And any John Newman you want (You’re dead!!!)

[Verse 6: Hons]

The letter said, “If you’re reading this it must be fake.”

She got them plans to elope, I got them plans to escape

Move my hands on the cuffs of the four-poster

Got a life crazy [?] room plaster with them ‘Oars posters

[Hook: Trials (Sample)]

(Da da da da da) Now I gotta go and get up

Go and get in and get better all

(Da da da da da) Gotta get moving

Gotta get [?] and some saying

I’m not feeling myself I said

I’m not feeling myself, I’m so low (HELL NO!!!)

You don’t know what I got

But what’s up? What’s that? Get a hole in the ground

And then I’m out. What’s the deal? What’s the deal? What’s the deal?

(Said I’m out!) What’s the deal? What’s the deal? What’s the deal?

Let’s go. Well, let’s go

[Verse 7: Sesta]

Hurry, hurry, cuff my hands shut me down

Hire a squad out to gut me

But she love me, I know she coming to get me

For something I left in the glovey, very lucky

[Verse 8: Hons]

See, the five stage clinger says she angry now

Thinking like she bend Jews, like a hand me down

I ain’t looking to commit no family town

This show is one night only like I sacked the crowd

[Verse 9: Trials]

Now, put your hands where my eyes can’t see

Driving a van on the road trying to dry damp weed

You better kick this sus and there’s a big storm brewing

Walked around at the windows watch the sick porn through it, go!

[Turntablism Interlude: DJ Reflux]

[Hook: Trials (Sample)]

(Da da da da da) Now I gotta go and get up

Go and get in and get better all

(Da da da da da) Gotta get moving

Gotta get [?] and some saying

I’m not feeling myself I said

I’m not feeling myself, I’m so low (HELL NO!!!)

You don’t know what I got

But what’s up? What’s that? Get a hole in the ground

And then I’m out. What’s the deal? What’s the deal? What’s the deal?

(Said I’m out!) What’s the deal? What’s the deal? What’s the deal?

Let’s go. Well, let’s go