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mega trife - elevator hip-hop lyrics

{verse 1}

yo, i ain’t never let ’em down yet
trife on the soundset
women come around, wanna know ‘could i be down?’ yes!
bless your brotha man, hit ’em with another jam
(uh) let’s go, just let go of your lovers hand
the son of sam i been nice since the running man
cunning and bragadocious
i have the dopest albums, quote this
you can’t penetrate my focus
i deliver despair where the wack rappers hope is
we got no dibs on your wack ventures
you takе short trips, brotha we take adventurеs (that’s right)
and double up on the shorties with the bubble b+tts
for the summer months but umm i don’t get in trouble much
we double dutch and i ain’t talkin’ bout the jump rope
we bump dope music only, then hit the blunt smoke
now ride out to your final destination
it’s elevator hip+hop, (it’s what?) mind elevation

{chorus 2x}

it go up (up), down (down), up (up), down (down)
every year i got a brand new sound (yeah)
hip+hop, hip+hop, and good music
check it out one time here we go
{verse 2}

i ain’t teddy pendergrass but i’m ready with a flask
and keep it filled up ain’t no cherries in my glass
i was freddy in a past life ready with a slash
like i had the glove on me, but really it was bad night+
+mares, of how i’m just so sharp
their, music ain’t really had no heart
bare, witness, mega trife is the business
and phil the pain makes heat but never wash dishes (uh uh)
that’s the apartment life, how you living yours
linen floors with field mice but got the vintage 4’s
and winning more cuz this track so classy
i play it in my saab and it turn into a class e
and that’s the high life, that idream
a shouts to jay anderson, and his whole team (big up)
this year, we bout to take it to the tip top
what better method than with elevator hip+hop

{chorus 2x}

it go up (up), down (down), up (up), down (down)
every year i got a brand new sound (yeah)
hip+hop, hip+hop, and good music
check it out one time here we go
{verse 3}

this for cummerbunds and hard bottoms
and my peoples in the yard joggin
upstate, hold ya noggin (hold it)
this for barrett and his blazers (yeah)
james’ movado (yeah)
all the women been in my bed hittin vibrato
this for fitted hats, no sticker
and nose pickers
neighborhood bums and go getters
and for everyone in snapback hats but not for skinny jeans (uh uh)
i’m for alot but i can’t be just for anything
let’s get a drink ladies having two at least
feeling good as i’m dressed and i smell like l’humaniste
and i do the peace sign on my lips, i’m such a cunning linguist
you speak ebonics i communicate in stunning english
the funny thing is i’m that dude, that smooth
and you would never know by the name trife i had you fooled
you gotta move and kick rocks in your flip flops
i came to rip shop with this elevator hip+hop

{chorus 2x}

it go up (up), down (down), up (up), down (down)
every year i got a brand new sound (yeah)
hip+hop, hip+hop, and good music
check it out one time here we go

- mega trife lyrics

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