Luyện nghe bài hát Triks Of The Trade

It's just a process of
I'd like to peel your eyelids to see
You always torment my own
Credibility is what you strip me

Livin' on the side yellin' at the moon
Seven shades you in the temple of the boom
We drop bombs with pecker wood shit
Fuck to this, we gonna throw fists to this

Players and hustlers went out 99', now its
Two zero you still smokin' kind
Play that funky music white boy, fuck
How 'bout raise up to this level, the devil

No slop, this ain't rock and hip hop
This is day one roots out the shoots
Trik recruits soon to form an army
With one objective, to silence and eliminate

Fake and plastic to for those who hold
The mic spastic, convulsions divulge
Your weakness, the reason I speak this
Because I'm of MC's, ABC's, one two three's
K I D Z's, and all you wanna be's check your stylee's

I've crossed over, crossed all around it
found the new sound same old machines
Same old dreams, old fiends
Chuck T's and SP's, O eight's garage sale crates lifted
Ya'll stay splifted, I remain gifted, hundred percent proof sifted

It's just a process of
I'd like to peel your eyelids to see
You torment my own intentions
Credibility is what you from me

Someday when I come up I you to feel
I had to feel on the other side
Someday when I up I want you to feel
What I had to feel on the side

Everything that exists in your world is a web that you weave
Making victims of anything or anyone you make sense
'Cause you in tongues he who thinks he knows all
Will someday fall and will eat the words they say
are set so high if you must degrade me
Then I why?

Is it me or is it I did
Is it because your simply jealous of us
You you've seen many different styles come and go
And you know you cannot get the way Trik Turner rocks

The show you see what comes goes around goes down
What comes around goes around goes
Yes you know what comes around goes around goes
What comes goes around goes down

No what the consequence is trends
Change as as the four winds when push comes to shove
I'll be the one who gets it
I never forget man where I come from

It's a process of elimination
I'd like to peel eyelids back to see
You always my own intentions
is what you strip from me

Someday I come up I want you to feel
What I had to feel on the other
Someday I come up I want you to feel
What I had to on the other side
Someday when I up I want you to feel
What I had to on the other side