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Terence Etc. - Like That Tho? lyrics

Artist: Terence Etc.

album: Things I Never Had


I found our spot
She said it was hidden
Between our last decision
And me
You are not locked off to anyone
I think anyone
Except me
Except me
You're like that
You're like that
You're like that
You're like that
I smell like black girl (black girl)
Black around our lips
Black around your voice
Black, I say black
Don't it stick to the back
Of our eyelids
Kids say it with me now
Black (black)
Black (black)
But only if you think
It's a good thing indeed
The greatest thing
Since maybe water
You're like that
You're like that
You're like that
You're like that
I'm like that
You're like that
You're like a
You're like a
Why am I like that?
Who made me that way?
What's the fiction in the facts?
Who wrote it that way? (who wrote it that way?)
Where's my pat on the back? (where's my pat on the back?)
I crave it today (why are you like that)
What's the math on the facts? (what's the math on the facts?)
Who felt it that way? (who felt it that way?)
What I gained, what I lack? (why are you like that?)
Who made me this way? (who made me this way?)
You're more this, you're more that
You're this, you're that
Who made you that way? (who made you that way?)
Did a fine job with that (for real?)
For real
Who made you that way?
I got the message from your app
Your thumbs you really like to tap
Can't correct automat
Can't spell the smell
Contort my shape into that
Trigger this, trigger that
Why are we like that?
Who made us this way?
Do I remind of your past?
Who hurt you that day?
When I burn, I turn to ash
Still smelling like cash
Keloids branded on our flesh
Marked the genes with the past
Who did us this way?
I failed you daily on our path
Who made him that way?
I got the message from your app
Your thumbs you really like to tap
Can't correct automat
Can't spell the smell (black)
Contort my shape into that
Trigger this, trigger that
Why are we like that
Who made us this way?
Do I remind of your past?
Who hurt you that way?
When I burn, I turn to ash
Still smelling like cash
Keloids branded on our flesh
Marked the genes with the past
Who did this way?
I failed you daily on our path
Who made it (that) this way?
Who made it that way?

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