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Tinie Tempah

Illusion

 

Illusion

(album: Disc-Overy - 2010)


My neighbors keep getting mugged
So we sleep with the alarm on
Bedroom filled with Micro-SD's and Comme des Garcons
Staring at the ceiling listening to 'So Far Gone'
Tryna make the world pay me pay me like Carson

My mom say I need to put on weight like Kelly Clarkson
She say I work like a soldier steady marching
Left right, left right, left right, left right
Tryna keep it smelling like Elizabeth Arden

Apartments, yard river garden
Money in the jeans, car key in the cardigan
When I was a kid I wish that I could be in Narnia
Every time my father disregarded an argument

Wishing I was sitting on the moon, watching videos
Wishing I was living on the shoot with dishonest youths
Doing things I didn't wanna do
Wishing I could see the world through a different point of view

Leave your baggage at the stairs and your worries at the door
You don't have to think about problems anymore
I can make you believe in anything

I know that everything's changed
But a month of this illusion just so I don't go insane
I can make you believe in anything

You ever been too fed up to get up
Or wish you had a huge shredder for a few letters
Dreaming up these stories of these whole new adventures
Like new Louis Vuittons on the new Cinderella

Check your sense of humor on the new rumors getting bent
Around me teaching you a lesson and I don't mean a lecture
'Cause only fake bitch, bitch dudes get jealous
And we'll never let a bitch, bitch dude get near us

'cos we're up with the stars, somewhere in outer space
'cos on the underground I felt so out of place
I got Tom, Dick and Harry all looking at my face
I know they wanna say safe but don't know how to say it

Bad body language, I don't understand it
When they see Patrick, then they turn to gangsters
And that's a passage from my mantra
I started reading from a whole different chapter

Leave your baggage at the stairs and your worries at the door
You don't have to think about problems anymore
I can make you believe in anything

I know that everything's changed
But a month of this illusion just so I don't go insane
I can make you believe in anything

I can make you, I can make you
I can make you believe in anything
I can make, I can, I can make you
I can make you believe in anything

done

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