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young trip – rap game كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: young trip]
they might call this sh-t the rap game but this sh-t ain’t a joke though
guess you ain’t get the memo
sh-t is boomin over here like metro
come on homie pick up the tempo
a label full of fables y’all must be rapping in falsetto
you all are a bunch of puppets and i’m pulling strings like gepetto
i’m a king like the team from sacramento
was once a lonely fellow till i picked up the mic and i started to strike fear into my compet-tion
f-ck the opposition cause y’all can’t f-ck with my compositions
f-ck the politicians this right here is my pet-tion
we need to get with the times and not carry on tradition
when i get p-ssed the herb it’s a m-ssacre
p-ss it to the p-ssenger trippy squad blowing up like the challenger
better not talk sh-t cause then i get on my pac sh-t hit em up and ride on my enemies
on the mic i’ve got murderous tendencies
i stay on top of things guess that’s why they don’t understand me
i rap like there’s no grammy
for that last line they might ban me
don’t care though cause i am me
the t r i double p y

[verse 2: darkstar]
i smoke a cig before i dig a grave to save and pave away the hurt for this soul
so alive and willing to strive but never whole
that’s how life divides and recedes to different lives
but besides this pain builds lives and beats foes, shows and my scars grow
five hideous days in a row, what makes someone’s weak that’s a hideous week
i’s inner demon with insidious peaks, with the cold i’m feeling the bold, and when birthed at the top there’s no disastrous meets
never sold this life isn’t a prop
never figured to stop even when it felt like there was scissors in my socks
i never drop, i’ve felt this life before
carrying a cross is the cost but you lived for this ch-r-
evolve and never dissolve
with no money a hustle can solve, doesn’t mean you’re poor
what’s it for should we plant the seeds
start the starship and leave
taking lsd to see the first untold prophecy, i’m a light ent-ty so f-ck this anxiety
i appeal to deal with my blessing trees, that turns green these bars are entrance fees
i give this soul out but it’s never for free strike the weak

- young trip

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