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(God bless, these the last days) (Chorus) Well is it trill, yeah it's trill, 'bout as trill as it gets Well is it real, nah man, we 'bout sick a that shit Well is it trill, yeah it's trill, 'bout as trill as it gets Well is it trill, it's so trill Is it trill, yeah it's trill, 'bout as trill as it gets Well is it real, nah man, we 'bout sick a that shit Well is it trill, yeah it's trill, 'bout as trill as it gets Well is it trill, it's so trill (Crump) Michelle died on the damn run, runnin from life I'm gettin stares from these bitches, riches got 'em so shife Evil lurks in my mind, though I'm tryin to find peace My mom is payin for a crib, a cracker's holdin the lease These niggas holdin the piece, cock the hammer, heard it click Gun held in my hand, but the glock it didn't spit Niggas takin my shit, I ran my clothes and my shoes ??? robbin a nigga, kill his ass if he move But why'all ain't killin Lavell, without a fight tonight Nigga, I ain't never did shit, I been a muthafuckin victim why'all can have this cash, but let me catch ya ass slippin I'm bringin drama tonight, and takin back my Scottie Pippen's Letras de canciones(Chorus) (Kamikaze) Uh, recognize we some trill niggas with that rhyme, in the grind, all the time Free for stylin, through the mind Laughin Lana's hard to find Turnin water, into wine, makin dollars, outta dimes Savin souls we gone shine, watermelon to the rhine Chicken wings and musket dimes Ballin off the laker pines Shake a nigga, to the nines Swoop his ass up out his vines Trans bitch, make you rich, pick a style then watch it switch Maybe why'all can check it like this here, check it Let me show why'all trill, can a brother get ill What's the deal if I still feel like I won't kill 'cause I just can't pay my bills And my got damn girl won't take her pills Make a nigga want to play the field, pray for real Hopin all my partners stay for real Can you say boy Crooked Lettaz ain't for real? 'Cause we makin that shit that the playas feel You done made a deal, 'cause ya tape don't hit Talk that talk, and ya boy can't spit Ain't no bigger than a small time Lav, get my money, better find that trick Stick, move, can't, lose, do them shows, pay them dues Hip-hop, worldwide, Mississippi, play them blues Choose life, through the strife Take some kids, and a wife Knife, edge, cut a wedge Keep ya juice and know the ledge Dead, still, run a mil, south niggas keep it trill for real (Chorus) (Crump) These demons searchin for my soul, they gettin closer and warm Enemies in pale skin in my physical form No, it's funny, 'cause I don't even mourn for the day I can't get these white pictures of Jesus outta my head The preacher's Bible said there's no depiction of Christ But then they lie to a brother, now my mind ain't right 'Cause if God is white, and black folks ain't shit But they know that he wasn't, but they couldn't run the risk Of their town praisin one who looked more like ??? They rather play in my mind and send us all to hell But I'm here to tell the truth, fuck the myths and the lies But what's bad they can't even look me straight in my eyes (Chorus) (Crump and Kamikaze-talking) I'd like to say this shit wouldn't have ever happened without our man ---, you know what I'm sayin He laid this shit down for here, and his little daughter, you know what I'm sayin You'll make this trill for us daddy, you know what I'm sayin So trill, so trill, so trill, so trill, so trill Much love, everybody that keep it trill All the trill niggas Missippii, Jacktown, lil' Africa baby, everybody in the NY lookin out for us, Chi-Town, Cali baby, all over the world daddy It don't matter where you from it's trill everywhere you go Texas, Atlanta, Tennessee You know what I'm sayin, they tryin to make you think the same shit ain't happenin on the west coast, that's happenin on the east coast, this shit is happenin to all us worldwide London, Africa, the same trill shit goin on Our folks is hurtin, shit is trill, Australia Bullshit, it don't matter (Nah man, I'm sick of this shit) It don't matter, trill right here man, 'bout as trill as it gets, all over, shit, God bless, God bless so trill, so trill, straight out a lil' Africa baby Crooked Lettaz, a new beginning baby Andre, it's the peace daddy, know that From Letras Mania