Skeamz - Trill Story lyrics

Trill Story Skeamz I'm gone I just hit a J inside a J inside a J Brought to you by tool tucc Verse February 3rd, 1995 damn I'm alive, Traumatized came from my mama thighs Can't open my eyes but I'm getting circumcised immunized realize that the V's where I reside See my brothers one 4, 16 toddler misfit teen what's this mean? Lil Skeamz hearing CREAM through my lucid dreams Seems breast milk hard to ween still crawling I'm the little bad one pissing on my dad rug Never thought I'd be a thug s**ing on my f**in thumb Getting beat was tough love puttin on my boxing gloves Praying n***a just cause ain't know who Jesus was Wu-Tang Forever Illmatic down the hall, must be Jason in the walls older brother really tall So you know that he could ball damn you just totaled his car f**ed up off the alcohol now in trouble with the law Hope its not your downfall Mama yell at him again damn it must be 9 or 10 Me and Ed playin Tekken or he was Ken throw hudokens Dad just end up crushing Henikens and buying a new Benz But dat sh** was old as f**, dem apartment days was rough Wish that it was all a bluff, think we all a bit corrupt Just to get the dirty bucks, make it rain until it rust Now over strippers c*nts youngin over Toysrus. I couldn't get enough All boys love toys, foreign two doors or Barbie sure Find them in stores or the dance floor, almost 4:00 give me your Playhouse tour, who*e Reminisce sh** like how I miss eating Waffle Crisp Use Kazaa to rip these hits now I spit like chewing dip Damn my flow just too legit sick of rappin like this Might just have to slow it down a bit Quick so you can vibe wit it Flow so mean I k**ed the baseline Ain't at my prime ahead of my time Producing at 9 I was young Einstein Know I found Fruity Loops through the grapevine Bro first one to rhyme put the thought in my mind Stay on my grind hungry so I just dine On Fordson we right by the swine sty Pigs don't fly there's a chopper in the sky Fed eagle eye watch cops no FOX 5 Look outside one time make arrests live Cops lie I would bribe stead of hard time Dope boy fine it ain't hard to decide Just a couple bands least you a free man God damn this is all part of god's plan Get as high as we can don't know how to land Funny how it all began we don't understand Found my dad Maggy it was in his closet So I tried to co*ked it see If poppin was a option Cross me and I'd off him with no bid like an auction Proceed with caution the bullets were victims of larsen Cause I lost dem find them put n***as in coffins My aim's awesome float in a creek call him Dawson Swear I'm a Martian I'm colder than winters in Boston See fakes often whip the Martin without the Austin You n***as lunching eat you p**y n***as for lunch man Hunting wish a n***a would say something Try and touch me you suicidal's my a**umption Punch ya cerebellum your body can't even function I always play my cards a n***a never fold Big house parents split so its getting sold A n***a stole my coat life is real cold Keep it 100 rap till I'm 100 years old n***a