Trik Turner - Triks Of The Trade lyrics

Everything that exists in your perfect world Is a web that you weave Making victims of anything or anyone You never make sense cause you speak in tongues He who thinks he knows all will someday fall And someday will eat the words they say Expectations are set so high if you must Degrade me then I wonder why? Is it me or is It something I did or is it because your simply just jealous of us you know you've seen many different styles come and go and you know you cannot get with the way Trik Turner rocks the show you see what comes around goes around goes down what comes around goes around goes down yes you know what comes around goes around goes down what comes around goes around goes down no matter what the consequence is trends change as fast as the four winds when push comes to shove I'll be the one who gets it done cause I never Forget man where I come from [Hook] It's just a process of elimination I'd like to peel your eyelids Back to see, you always torment my own intentions Credibility is what you strip from me Someday when I come up I want you to feel What I had to feel on the other side Livin' on the dark side yellin' at the moon Seven shades grey your in the temple of the boom We drop bombs with some peckerwood sh** f** bounce to this, we gonna throw fists to this Players and hustlers went out like 99', now its Two triple zero you still smokin' kind Play that funky music white boy, f** that How bout raise up to this level, the beat devil No regurgitated slop, this ain't rock & hip hop This is day one roots straight out the shoots Trik Turner recruits soon to form an army With one main objective, to silence & eliminate Fake & plastic too drastic for those who hold The mic like spastic, convulsions divulge Your weakness, the reason that I speak this Because I'm tired of MC's, ABC's, one-two-threes, K.I.D.Z's, and all you wanna be's better check Your stylees, I've crossed over, I've crossed all Around it, I've found the new sound same old Machines, same old dreams, same old fiends Chuck T's and SP's, 808's garage sale crates Lifted, ya'll stay splifted, I remain gifted 100% proof after sifted