Trife is seriously being slept on
Here's 3 tracks that should be talked about more
[Chorus x2]
(Trife)
It's two sides to every coin, either head or it's tails
So when you gamble with your life, you either dead or in jail
Get bagged for a sale, or your coffin get nailed
Call it in the air, pick and choose, head or it's tail
(Trife)
It's time to blow like a cannon, eating grits with salmon
Clear the runway, cuz this plane here's ready for landing
I'm what the streets been demanding, the Trife solo, a nice dolo
With hype photos, stitched hats and striped bolos
The rap Miguel Cotto, I'm undefeated
No one believe it, this is the rebirth, call me the son of Jesus
No stand guard and sound the trumpets, this year I gotta
Tighten my circle, delete snakes from my circumference
I held back punches, even silenced my tongue
But niggas wanna see me flip and bring the violence with guns
For twenty something odd years I've been a child of these slums
And I bet these cowards will run when these vowels get spun
So either way, I'ma end up the loser, cuz niggas gon' snitch
To the cops, and ID me as the shooter
That's why I'd rather be in Bermuda, lighting some buddah
Taking trips, getting dipped, spending my chips at the jeweler
[Chorus x2]
(Trife)
Uh, most of my goons got bullet wounds, knife scars and stitches
From wilding in the streets, busting they heats for bitches
And when I say bitches I ain't talking bout bitches
I'm talking bout crab niggas who folded and turned snitches
I've bared witness when spots got raided from cops blitzing
Feds came through, property seizing, thieving they sixes
Putting bank accounts on hold, retrieving they riches
Back in my era, snitches would of been sleeping in ditches
I can't call it, cuz nowadays the game is toilet
Filled with comedians, a lot of Ben Stillers in order
A bunch of snakes with they fangs out, looking just like a walrus
Catch appointing niggas out in the back seat of the Taurus
Now you labeled as a rat, and niggas wanna take you off the map
Better pray you got them angels on your back
When them tables turned and guns get drawn, your lungs get torn
And loved ones mourn over they sons that's gone
[Chorus x2]
(Royce Da 5'9")
Yeah, let me take you on a ride with me late in the night
And give you my thoughts, another day in the life
And they all scattered out, so niggaz just bear with me
Last night I had two bitches in bed with me
I'm thinkin' 'bout how no other nigga compare with me
Cause I got a whole 'nother two bitches in here with me
One of 'em got her head in my lap, dick in her throat
The other one got a plate in the back sniffin' some coke
Think about it, niggaz don't realize we dyin' every minute we breathin'
like living's a disease they give you when you conceived
I don't know if I'm pourin' out my heart or my mind
I just know that these words ain't a part of my grind
I'm thinkin' 'bout New Orleans, the recent events
that got all my people sleepin' in tents
Lil' street niggaz leasin a Bent'
Tryin' to keep up with me, priests, freaks, preachers is pimps
Petty larson, crooks
Bush gettin' less votes than Kelly Clarkson, ugh!
The sign said it, we might as well let time set it
Try to define prejudice is easy as tryin' to find a online predator
Eyes red as I drive feelin' like I'm negative
and positive while I'm at the Devil and God's wedding
It's pornographic - with my good dick in a bad puss
Contractin' what they put in my casket
[Chorus]
(Trife)
Uhh, we on a race against time, follow the shine
Trife Da God, Royce Da 5'9", we powerful minds
All these major record companies is robbin us blind
Stack your cake, get your ammo up and polish your nines, nigga
And let it off if you have to
Cause we quick to set it off for the Cash Rules
From the blocks of D-Town back to the Apple
It's natural, play with our CREAM, these boys'll clap you
(Trife)
Yo, ayo, I think I know why these haters is real sour
Cause I came up, now my bread stack high as the Sears Tower
In the studio I put in severe hours
Blossom like a rare flower - cause I stuck to my roots
Late nights noddin' off while I'm up in the booth
Losin' my voice, sparrin' with the beat, tryin' to regroup
I take a shot of the Goose, now I'm back in my boots
Attack the mic and throw the track in a noose
I gotta shine, in my +Prime+ like Optimus
Brothers feedin' me a crock of shit, but your boy won't stop a lick
I'm tryin' not to flip
While they doin' what they doin' over there,
over here, I does the opposite
No type of radio play, no sponsorship
But I'm a G so I'ma handle the consequence
Incompetent niggaz, killin' my vibe
Not quite, cause the same hunger's still in my eyes
Early to rise like a rooster callin'
Been successful every minute of my life so I ain't used to fallin'
I mighta fell once or twice, that's the roll of the dice
Hittin hard like Karate Kid breakin' boulders of ice
Slang niggaz, we take 'em out, pass them over to Christ
Got soldiers from Saratoga that'll show you the life
I raise hell, Trife been dartin' since age 12
And some people say I sound like the great Big L
Metaphor's hella raw, get bread like Stella does
Tell 'em all that the God crack skulls like Skeletor
And I'm back better than before, veterans of war
Here to, settle the score, peep my eloquent decor
[Chorus]
(President Barack Obama)
My fellow citizen, we are in the midst of crisis, is now well understood
Our nation is at war, against a far reaching network, of violence and hatred
Our economy is badly weakened, by consequence of greed and irresponsibility of some
(Trife Diesel)
Ayo, the world is in a crisis, bad credit and high oil prices
In a world against terror, they telling me I'ma fight rich
I play the night shift, gun in my hand wit a tight grip
On some hype shit, there's no telling just who I might hit
It's foul, nowadays, kids wilding, a violent rage
I keep the lights on in the crib, cuz at night, my child's afraid
Hypocritical, pitiful, political views
Giving us clues on the news, but we still are confused
George Bush is the biggest fool, he was ducking from shoes
Better watch what you eat, they putting shit in our food
FDA approved medicines, killing off us Americans
Homes in foreclosures, we being kicked out of residence
It's time to represent, for our next to kin
Before our next to kin go back to slaving in Lexington
They Hyde like Jeckyl and laughing and heckling
That's why I blame politicians for all this mess we in
(President Barack Obama)
Today I say to you that the challenges we face our real
Homes have been lost, jobs shed, businesses shattered
Our health care is too costly, our schools fail too many
And each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy
Strengthened our adversaries, and threatened our planet
(Trife)
We getting laid off, while Bernie Madoff is getting paid off
And government officials is ripping the state off
People with A1 credit can't afford steak sauce
Fear hikes, military air strikes, letting they K's off
How can I take a day off when poverty is low
Two car notes, life insurance and policies I owe
Economy is slow, unemployment rates sky rocketing
Politicians bidding for positions out in Washington
Money pocketing, in they pant suits and moccasins
And who's to blame for nearly destroying the stock market
And another black male shot again, police open fire
Blew him in his back, and they left him gasping for oxygen
Medicare is never there, I bled in the chair
When Barack got elected, I cried and shed a tear
'08 was a hella year, young people better beware
Watch the crime in '09, cuz I smell it all in the air
(President Barack Obama)
The state of our economy calls for action, bold and swift
And we will act, not only to create new jobs
But to lay a new foundation for growth
On this day, we come to proclaim an end
To the petty grievances and false promises
The recriminations and warn out dogmas
That for far too long have strangled our politics
(Trife)
I'm the brave one like Erica Bane, America's name
Is being tarnished, while honest people is living in carnage
We spend our money on garments, instead of education
We once was the richest nation, now look at our situation
The auto industry begging for a bailout
But who the hell is gonna bail out my brothers outta the jail house
The value of a dollar, nada, white collar criminals
Embezzling tax money from major scholars
Courts litigating, we sit and wait, through all the drama
People still choose to hate over race, look at Obama
The first Black ruler of the free world, we in a recession
Dear God, please bless him, him and his three girls
It's time for a change, look the reign has come
November 4th, we made history, McCain was done
Think twice before you pull out, and name your guns
Let's come together as a whole, and remain as one
(President Barack Obama)
You know, the challenges that tomorrow will bring
Our the greatest of our lifetime
A new energy to harness, new jobs to be created
New schools to build, the preps to meet, alliances to repair
The road ahead will be long, the climb will be steep
We may not get there in one year, or even in one term
I have never been more hopeful, than I am tonight
That we will get there, I promise you, we as a people
Will get there
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