Spill No T Lryics

(Verse 1) In a world full of whispers, where secrets roam, I'll spin a tale, but I won't spill a thing I've known. No, I won't stir the pot, I won't let rumors fly, But there's a man in white tees, ask him why. (Chorus) I won't spill no tea, I'll keep my lips sealed, But there's a story to be heard, if you ask the man in white fields. He wears his white tees, like a silent plea, To unlock the mysteries, just ask and you'll see. (Verse 2) He walks in shadows, with a secret to keep, In his eyes, a thousand stories, buried deep. His white tees are his armor, a canvas of disguise, They hold the tales he guards, hidden from prying eyes. (Chorus) I won't spill no tea, I'll keep my lips sealed, But there's a story to be heard, if you ask the man in white fields. He wears his white tees, like a silent plea, To unlock the mysteries, just ask and you'll see. (Bridge) He's a guardian of secrets, a vault of untold truth, But the weight he carries, has left him feeling aloof. So approach him gently, with empathy and grace, And maybe he'll unveil the whispers of this place. (Verse 3) The man in white tees, his presence mystifies, As he walks through life, concealing his hidden ties. If you seek understanding, the answers he might hold, But be prepared for the tales, the stories yet untold. (Chorus) I won't spill no tea, I'll keep my lips sealed, But there's a story to be heard, if you ask the man in white fields. He wears his white tees, like a silent plea, To unlock the mysteries, just ask and you'll see. (Outro) So, let the secrets linger, let the whispers softly fade, The man in white tees, his mysteries cascade. For in his silence lies the power to uncover, The stories that await, to inspire and discover.