It's just a of elimination I'd like to peel your back to see You always torment my own is what you strip from me
Livin' on the side yellin' at the moon Seven shades gray you in the of the boom We drop bombs with some pecker shit bounce to this, we gonna throw fists to this
Players and hustlers went out 99', now its Two triple zero you still kind Play that funky music boy, fuck that How 'bout raise up to this level, the devil
No regurgitated slop, this rock and hip hop This is day one roots straight out the Trik Turner recruits to form an army With one main objective, to silence and
Fake and to drastic 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 be's better check your stylee's
I've over, I've crossed all around it found the new sound same old machines Same old dreams, same old Chuck T's and SP's, eight O garage sale crates lifted Ya'll stay splifted, I remain gifted, hundred proof after sifted
It's just a process of I'd like to your eyelids back to see You always torment my own Credibility is what you strip me
Someday I come up I want you to feel What I had to on the other side Someday I come up I want you to feel What I had to feel on the side
Everything exists in your perfect world is a web that you weave Making of anything or anyone you never make sense you speak in tongues he who thinks he knows all Will someday fall and someday will eat the they say are set so high if you must degrade me Then I wonder
Is it me or is it I did Is it because your simply just 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 around goes around goes What comes around goes goes down Yes you know what comes around goes goes down What comes goes around goes down
No what the consequence is trends Change as fast as the winds when push comes to shove I'll be the one who it done 'Cause I never man where I come from
just a process of elimination I'd like to peel your eyelids to see You torment my own intentions Credibility is what you from me
when I come up I want you to feel What I had to feel on the side Someday when I come up I want you to What I had to feel on the side when I come up I want you to feel What I had to feel on the other