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truth trill – it ain’t you lyrics

wassup y’all
it’s truth trill
do i call y’all my trillans?
trilldren?
trillians?
f+ck it
it don’t matter anyway
yall my family
so i gotta put y’all up on game

i specialize in pro pain like hank do
i’ll give yo ass a couple rounds, n+gga say thank you
hit you wit that beam, maybe master roshi trained truth
hit you with them revolver ocelot angles
orangutan, my b+tch clearly outranks you
look at yo hoe, she clearly has cankles
slavery chains still dangle
thin blue line is the rope that will hang you
disrespect the creator that made you
then look him in the face and say they were paid too
slavery ain’t over this is simply page two
and if you got any color it’s gon faze you
how the f+ck a n+gga spose’d to breathe in this weather?
there ain’t no where on earth we really leaving this weather
what we don’t really know is that we bleedin together
but we hate ourselves more than the hoogies tryna get us
if we was with us like we should be with us
we coulda had the race problem wiped out by dinner
economy says we the biggest f+ckin spenders
but we tryna impress the other f+ckin prisoners
seem like jobs only want to hire and promote the faint dudes
there’s sanctions on my race, there’s really a lot we can’t do
media propaganda the image is how they paint you
i know it ain’t me, and it ain’t you
inflation was done on purpose just to f+ckin tank you
stock market crashing worthless money all up in the bank too
could’ve bought a house, then the recession came and flanked you
i know it ain’t me, and it ain’t you

spend ya bread on her, if you like her
but cut her off quick, like scyther
if she act up, don’t white knight her
unless she’s a real lifetime wifer
i’m not a shooter y’all should really play chess more
for a mill i’ll put yo ass on that f+ckin quest board
pk fire yo ass up, like that ness boy
suppressor on the tip which means there is less noise
i take less shorts than a theme park line
i’m a sp+ce cowboy, b+tch it’s bebop time!
b+tch i need my block b+tch, i need my grind
had to call saloo i need my weed on time
and i need yours too, when that greed on mind
yea, king von’s ghost told me it’s demon time!
my gun’s my darling named her clementine
we go on missions that are clandestine
y’all do crimes and put your deeds online
swear to god, y’all need a piece of mind
so i drop wisdom, have a piece of mine
ima get you straight like a cleavage line
crypto market really took a f+ckin dive too
i know it ain’t me, i know it ain’t you
there’s a famine of food and mother f+ckin gas too
and it ain’t me, and it ain’t you
abortions are banned but they have a population plan too?
i know it ain’t me, i know it ain’t you
the constitution was written for mother f+ckin who?
i know it ain’t me, i know it ain’t you

they tryna take our guns, just to make us all soft, dog
reach for my sawed off, get yo ass offed dog!
you better haul ass before you get yo ass hauled off
ukrainian war taught me how to make a molotov
prejudice is a problem that has never been solved
end the race war or you can k!ll us all off
i would give a f+ck but i had to sell ‘em all off
just to put gas in my little tiny small car
who’s fault is this? it’s all y’alls
your inaction is the reason why those walls never f+ckin fall dog
give us sovereignty we’ll make our own laws
so when we get in trouble we’ll never call y’all
cops originated hunting slaves with their dogs
and you stupid mother f+ckers think they evolved
and that’s why i smoke and i tend to f+cking drink
i’m bout to cop a bag of that, think mark! think!
will i ever come back from the brink?
d+mn man…
…dishes in the sink? man d+mn! gotta go
sh+t the water runnin! d+mn!

- truth trill lyrics

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