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[00:04.90]Intro—Trek Life
[00:22.60]How many rhymes I gotta write for yall
[00:24.74]Spit fire and be enlightened yall
[00:26.68]Drop a brand new album and reignite the raw
[00:29.93]Me and Tommy back on the road, not even slightly flawed
[00:32.74]It’s Super Cali’s umm, without the fragilistic fraudulent shit
[00:35.56]Years on the niggas is actin different
[00:37.37]I guess the fame I have from rap is slippin
[00:39.99]My brother told me never ever react to bitches
[00:42.87]And so I cannot, will not, won’t do what they do
[00:45.55]Check the stacks on me, my legend is not a fable
[00:48.05]While your publicist made you and soon you’ll be played dude
[00:51.12]Plus you light weight, drink a cool one at the table with you
[00:53.93]I wrote this rhyme in the cove all day
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[00:56.26]Fuck the black phase, hard work, yes poor J
[00:58.51]Delta 9, shine wide, pull with their force propaganda
[01:01.76]MHI, we on the rise
[01:04.01]Kept my eyes on the prize, required the steady grind
[01:06.69]Told my people we would make it one hand at a time
[01:09.38]That was the mission, behind the spittin and now I’m trippin
[01:12.19]Watchin it all take place and comin to finish it with yo
[01:14.88]I hate a whack jam, the same way that Oprah Winfrey hate the inner city black man
[01:19.75]That’s a real lie
[01:21.01]You know she want all em killed all, whatever tho
[01:23.13]Kick a flow, rock a show and get the dope peal off
[01:25.46]Just like a classic caper of some sort, we stack the paper just for comfort
[01:28.23]But that ain’t all that we come for
[01:30.86]We duke west life, on the beat, sonic check real quick
[01:33.61]The government be the boyfriend and sex
[01:35.99]I’m Trek Life fact, service the rip rip rip
[01:38.94]Put up yea yea, one two