Everything that exists in your perfect world
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Is a web that you weave
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Making victims of anything or anyone
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You never make sense cause you speak in tongues
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He who thinks he knows all will someday fall
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And someday will eat the words they say
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Expectations are set so high if you must
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Degrade me then I wonder why? Is it me or is
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It something I did or is it because your simply
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just jealous of us you know you've seen many
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different styles come and go and you know
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you cannot get with the way Trik Turner rocks
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the show you see what comes around goes around
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goes down what comes around goes around goes down
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yes you know what comes around goes around goes
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down what comes around goes around goes down no
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matter what the consequence is trends change as
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fast as the four winds when push comes to shove
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I'll be the one who gets it done cause I never
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Forget man where I come from
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[Hook]
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It's just a process of elimination I'd like to peel your eyelids
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Back to see, you always torment my own intentions
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Credibility is what you strip from me
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Someday when I come up I want you to feel
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What I had to feel on the other side
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Livin' on the dark side yellin' at the moon
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Seven shades grey your in the temple of the boom
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We drop bombs with some peckerwood shit
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Fuck bounce to this, we gonna throw fists to this
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Players and hustlers went out like 99', now its
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Two triple zero you still smokin' kind
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Play that funky music white boy, fuck that
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How bout raise up to this level, the beat devil
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No regurgitated slop, this ain't rock & hip hop
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This is day one roots straight out the shoots
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Trik Turner recruits soon to form an army
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With one main objective, to silence & eliminate
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Fake & plastic too drastic for those who hold
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The mic like spastic, convulsions divulge
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Your weakness, the reason that I speak this
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Because I'm tired of MC's, ABC's, one-two-threes,
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K.I.D.Z's, and all you wanna be's better check
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Your stylees, I've crossed over, I've crossed all
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Around it, I've found the new sound same old
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Machines, same old dreams, same old fiends
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Chuck T's and SP's, 808's garage sale crates
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Lifted, ya'll stay splifted, I remain gifted
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100% proof after sifted
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Triks Of The Trade
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| Trik Turner |
