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trinidad james - get dressed lyrics

[intro: trinidad jame$]
(positive energy, that’s all)
life, rap, it’s a game!
trust me, it’s a game
(fight fire with fire)
reality is not a game

[hook: trinidad jame$]
life ain’t sh-t like the rap game, i say, life ain’t sh-t like the rap game (x2)
life ain’t sh-t like the rap game, so, my n-gga, why you rapping? (x2)

[verse 1: trinidad jame$]
i said, my n-gga, why you rapping?
is you tryna make a change or you just want a chain?
i’m just askin’ (i’m just askin’)
i wish the bombings in boston never happened
sometimes i wish, i never started rappin’
it changed how my friends, started actin’
and i ain’t never change, since i started rappin’
the crazy sh-t is, since i started rappin’
is that the same n-ggas hatin’ is the same n-ggas clappin’
and the same n-ggas hatin’ is the same n-ggas rappin’
and i pray for a change, but never seen the action
maybe, if i pray for a chain, the sh-t’ll quicker happen
or maybe i’ll just pray for a range, so i can crash it
i just wanna burn in the flames, and live through the ashes (x2)
cause…

[hook]

[verse 2: trinidad jame$]
n-ggas trying real hard, but them n-ggas ain’t real
and, when a n-gga bein’ real, them n-ggas ain’t here
i gotta talk about a whip? 26s on a chevy?
i gotta talk about a b-tch? now you n-ggas wanna listen?
y’all n-ggas chasin’ hits, my n-ggas chasin’ visions
my n-ggas chasin’ liquor, y’all n-ggas chasin’ b-tches
and, if yo’ life out of frame, n-gga, change the picture
and, while you n-ggas waitin’, i’ll let my n-gga save it

[interlude: grammy society]
(what’s up, bruh?)
bruh, i’mma call you right back, bruh
i’mma do this verse real quick

[verse 3: grammy society]
life ain’t sh-t like the rap game
if yee ain’t spittin’ bout ya life, why ya rap, mane?
i graduated out the trap, mane
you a grandaddy long legs to a great dane
you just wanna get a name, maybe make a lil’ change
tryna keep my n-ggas out the chain, gang
tellin’ me to put him on cause he heard me on the song
not knowing all along that ya motherf-ckin’–

[hook]

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