Текст песни Trill

(God bless, these the last days)

(Chorus)

Well is it trill, yeah it's trill, 'bout as trill as it gets

Well is it real, nah man, we 'bout sick a that shit

Well is it trill, yeah it's trill, 'bout as trill as it gets

Well is it trill, it's so trill

Is it trill, yeah it's trill, 'bout as trill as it gets

Well is it real, nah man, we 'bout sick a that shit

Well is it trill, yeah it's trill, 'bout as trill as it gets

Well is it trill, it's so trill

(Crump)

Michelle died on the damn run, runnin from life

I'm gettin stares from these bitches, riches got 'em so shife

Evil lurks in my mind, though I'm tryin to find peace

My mom is payin for a crib, a cracker's holdin the lease

These niggas holdin the piece, cock the hammer, heard it click

Gun held in my hand, but the glock it didn't spit

Niggas takin my shit, I ran my clothes and my shoes

??? robbin a nigga, kill his ass if he move

But y'all ain't killin Lavell, without a fight tonight

Nigga, I ain't never did shit, I been a muthafuckin victim

Y'all can have this cash, but let me catch ya ass slippin

I'm bringin drama tonight, and takin back my Scottie Pippen's

(Chorus)

(Kamikaze)

Uh, recognize we some trill niggas with that rhyme,

in the grind, all the time

Free for stylin, through the mind

Laughin Lana's hard to find

Turnin water, into wine, makin dollars, outta dimes

Savin souls we gone shine, watermelon to the rhine

Chicken wings and musket dimes

Ballin off the laker pines

Shake a nigga, to the nines

Swoop his ass up out his vines

Trans bitch, make you rich, pick a style then watch it switch

Maybe y'all can check it like this here, check it

Let me show y'all trill, can a brother get ill

What's the deal if I still feel

like I won't kill 'cause I just can't pay my bills

And my got damn girl won't take her pills

Make a nigga wanna play the field, pray for real

Hopin all my partners stay for real

Can you say boy Crooked Lettaz ain't for real?

'Cause we makin that shit that the playas feel

You done made a deal, 'cause ya tape don't hit

Talk that talk, and ya boy can't spit

Ain't no bigger than a small time

Lav, get my money, better find that trick

Stick, move, can't, lose, do them shows, pay them dues
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Hip-hop, worldwide, Mississippi, play them blues

Choose life, through the strife

Take some kids, and a wife

Knife, edge, cut a wedge

Keep ya juice and know the ledge

Dead, still, run a mil, south niggas keep it trill for real

(Chorus)

(Crump)

These demons searchin for my soul, they gettin closer and warm

Enemies in pale skin in my physical form

No, it's funny, 'cause I don't even mourn for the day

I can't get these white pictures of Jesus outta my head

The preacher's Bible said there's no depiction of Christ

But then they lie to a brother, now my mind ain't right

'Cause if God is white, and black folks ain't shit

But they know that he wasn't, but they couldn't run the risk

Of their town praisin one who looked more like ???

They rather play in my mind and send us all to hell

But I'm here to tell the truth, fuck the myths and the lies

But what's bad they can't even look me straight in my eyes

(Chorus)

(Crump and Kamikaze-talking)

I'd like to say this shit

wouldn't have ever happened without our man ---,

you know what I'm sayin

He layed this shit down for here, and his little daughter,

you know what I'm sayin

You'll make this trill for us daddy, you know what I'm sayin

So trill, so trill, so trill, so trill, so trill

Much love, everybody that keep it trill

All the trill niggas

Missippii, Jacktown, lil' Africa baby,

everybody in the NY lookin out for us,

Chi-Town, Cali baby, all over the world daddy

It don't matter where you from it's trill everywhere you go

Texas, Atlanta, Tennessee

You know what I'm sayin,

they tryin to make you think the same shit ain't

happenin on the west coast, that's happenin on the east coast,

this shit is happenin to all us worldwide

London, Africa, the same trill shit goin on

Our folks is hurtin, shit is trill, Australia

Bullshit, it don't matter

(Nah man, I'm sick of this shit)

It don't matter, trill right here man,

'bout as trill as it gets, all over,

shit, God bless, God bless

so trill, so trill, straight out a lil' Africa baby

Crooked Lettaz, a new beginning baby

Andre, it's the peace daddy, know that