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dj j hart - trinity lyrics

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[sample]
you are not that high high high high high …
[rim]
all facts my format
never doin’ [?] just straight sushi
raw raps
i don’t play dat
don’t get out here rough
you goin’ through stuff?
trust it’s nothin’ [?] when i keep it above
cruisin’ my name
don’t flow with the traffic, my feelin’s balanced
never silent
stick to code, computer programmin’
and even [?]
doin’ curves, showin’ the drifts
under pressure, i never [?]
pro grippin’
on one frequency, but my thoughts pivot
no switchin’
i’m on one chain with the moat missin’
you like runnin’ your mouth? take a head start
for my part? just know i kept it blunt, no l spark
don’t care who it is, kings, peasants to chill ones
wit me?
you in the desert, i keep it real son, so
no matter where at, i’m always a stag
i stick to my guns, you more the nra with the blacks
clap!

[hdbeendope]
in buildin’ lobbies with my posse lookin’ super sloppy
feelin’ groggy, diggin’ in my pockets, all my dollars soggy
now how we got here? i dunno it’s kinda choppy
so i might buck up on this story but just let me rap b
it was early on a sat-rday
diggin’ in the crates in hopes of make some sh-t to make the higher salary
a group text from my crew n’ what
sayin’ a party round 12-somethin’ you should come
i mean i’m really kinda iffy on the party life
i’d rather spend my time at home puttin’ bars on mic
i told em no
around 11 they showed at my door
about an hour debatin’ then i gave in, lets go
we in the whip with me playin’
we hit a crib for pregamin’
belong to shorty, she flamin’
but i don’t know what her name is
left her crib and it’s rainin’
i felt the tinglin’ sensation
she gave us blunts, think she laced it
now we all wanderin’ aimless
i blacked out, so most the story is a whisper
but no-name shorty hit the lobby, there’s 30 n-ggas with her
points at us and said “they robbed me”
and now we on the run
i shoulda stayed my -ss at home
next time imma stick to my guns

[chris rivers]
i ain’t the same as you n-ggas
i came to strangle you n-ggas
i came to cain and abel make angels of n-ggas
i came to buck on jay, may on you n-ggas
i’m givin’ halos, pay low, stay low, 808 fo you n-ggas
i been a different kind since i spit a rhyme and lift your mind
the difference? this is given from him to mine, it’s reached the sky
listen guy, i never switch you get the picture [?]
stiff neck will never see the n-gga when he fly by
in hindsight, n-ggas wit yo weight up is lipo
you will get deleted like the fate of a typo
see my girl in spandex? sh-t is thick but it’s tight though
makin’ monies with these words, i’m in bliss but you tight though
i should buy a saw, when i write is war
i got iron jaw, dinosaur with the mind of thor
so rich i’m like midas or, pockets clogged like sinus cough
i became a king with my own hand like a lion paw
lord, it’s rivers



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