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trevond - half and half lyrics

[verse 1: trevond]
here comes the abstract, dapper
colder than casper
mc, got the grip, heat, on the mic, type rapper
who don’t take no sh+t
studied the game so i’m tryna go legit
only hang with the real
others counterfeit
an outcast tryna figure out where he fit
others want me to fall and just die out
but i come back
stronger like a soldier, look out
ever since birth they tried to eradicate me
eliminate me
but i’m too sharp baby
intеllect never slack in thе mack that’s fact
taking mc’s out like a hit contract
and those who step up
they get hit up with the roughness
cause the world raised me rugged
stay cold like the blood in my veins
i don’t play
all my enemies that step: they get slain
retreat to the trenches
lay low
i’m a ticking time bomb
adversaries all know
say the wrong thing
one false move: game over k+o
the fittest overthrow
frontlines wit the squad if you wanna go toe for toe
look you in your face while your breath slip slow
like the undertaker
it’s like this and like that
plus suckers want me gone but i’m ready for combat
[hook]
this is no man’s land
declare war on the squad witness death first hand
get out of hand sh+t turn to afghan
on wax, my people where you at?
from the cradle to the grave
from the cradle to the grave
(my people where you at)
from the cradle to the grave
(world is a warzone don’t get caught in the crossfire)

[verse 2: trevond}
first officer tre reporting for war
hardcore
raps start fires like barrymore
bomb like vietnam
always been a man ain’t n0body give me hand outs
that’s without a doubt
keep heading for recognition
don’t rely on wishing
strategy, precision got me up in this position
speaking words like the bible
mc’s they turn rival
stay strapped with a pen like john wick with the title
got a whole team of family riding with me
like m.o.p we stay grimy and gritty
ghetto music, like warfare
always prepared
platoon with the heat like solar flares
beware the pen bust rounds like automatics
mc’s hide like anne frank in the attic
we striking on all plains
half human, half immortal
better get the restraints
[hook]
this is no man’s land
declare war on the squad witness death first hand
get out of hand sh+t turn to afghan
on wax, my people where you at?
from the cradle to the grave
from the cradle to the grave
(my people where you at)
from the cradle to the grave
from the cradle to the grave
from the cradle to the grave

[outro]
(world is a warzone don’t get caught in the crossfire)
(world is a warzone don’t get caught in the crossfire)
(from the cradle to the grave)
(from the cradle to the grave)

- trevond lyrics

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