It's a process of elimination I'd like to your eyelids back to see You torment my own intentions Credibility is you strip from me
on the dark 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 went out like 99', now its Two triple you still smokin' kind that funky music white boy, fuck that How raise up to this level, the beat devil
No slop, this ain't rock and hip hop This is day one roots out the shoots Trik Turner soon to form an army With one main objective, to silence and
Fake and plastic to drastic for those who The mic spastic, convulsions divulge Your weakness, the reason that I this Because I'm tired of MC's, ABC's, one two K I D Z's, and all you wanna be's better your stylee's
I've crossed over, crossed all around it I've found the new sound old machines Same old dreams, same old Chuck T's and SP's, eight O eight's garage sale lifted Ya'll stay splifted, I gifted, hundred percent proof after sifted
It's a process of elimination I'd like to peel eyelids back to see You always torment my own is what you strip from me
Someday when I come up I want you to What I had to feel on the other Someday when I up I want you to feel What I had to feel on the side
Everything that in your perfect world is a web that you weave Making victims of or anyone you never make sense 'Cause you in tongues he who thinks he knows all Will someday and someday will eat the words they say Expectations are set so high if you must 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 goes down What comes around goes around down Yes you know what around goes around goes down What comes goes around goes down
No matter what the consequence is Change as fast as the four winds when comes to shove I'll be the one who it done 'Cause I never forget man where I 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
Someday when I up I want you to feel What I had to feel on the side Someday I come up I want you to feel What I had to on the other side Someday when I come up I want you to I had to feel on the other side