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Hardest song by top Jacksonville Florida rappers next to blow! The trap musical masterpiece was produced by the talented hit producer Lucas Ze Cat!
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Truth Trill, real name Charles Barnes. Considered by some as "The Greatest Lyricist of the 21st Century" and founder of the enigmatic CelestiaDigital.com
A renowned lyrical artist and self proclaimed sage, operative and operations commander. He founded the Lyrical Forces, the Androcity Artist Community, Shadowseen Graphic Designs and Celestia Digital Music Group, in order to realize his ambitions of creating a nation for elite artist. he earned such monikers as "the Legendary Master" and "Truth the Disaster," feared in lyricism and in general by both friend and foe as a genius and a madman. Possessing an IQ of 180 and fluent in language of the streets. he was known as "the Man Who Makes the Impossible Possible" and his exploits made him into a living legend among the underground whilst having nearly nothing. Truth Trill was later inducted into the "Philosophers" group of lyrical masters and poets and uses his influence to further his own branch, the "Celestial Wisemen" and other agendas. Currently Truth Trill is working on the Thrice Great Trilogy. Showcasing his Past, Present and Future Skill.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Old School
Charts
Peak #67
Peak in subgenre #5
Author
Truth Trill, Cracked Knucklez, Screwface, Lucas Ze
Rights
Celestia Digital
Uploaded
April 09, 2019
Track Files
MP3
MP3 6.4 MB • 320 kbps • 2:47
Lossless
WAV 42.3 MB
Lyrics
[Hook: Cracked Knucklez] They pray for my demise, They dont want to see me alive. They want to see me die, They pray for my demise. They pray for my demise, They dont want to see me alive. They want to see me die, They pray for my demise. [Verse 1: Truth Trill] They wanna decapitate me and label me Decepticon. For telling these people we not descendants of dimetrodon. The job of this don, is to change your whole lexicon Claiming I dont have hands, they call me Hecaton I wouldnt claim these hoes even if I got a tax back. Last bitch was hitting rails harder than an Amtrak. They want you to be a puppet and dangle you from them strings. Or Theyll braid them into rope, (Yeah!) and let you fuckin hang. Im not like you, out here sending simpin text. They say X-Men based on niggas, Call me Weapon-X. I told em miss me with that shit and they hit me with the next. Trying to keep me down but like dope I bring it back. Been selling sacks, at the bottom of the map. Got 32 rounds in the bottom of my strap. Quit ya bitchin my clips got extensions. Extra strong grip, I can do the heavy lifting. [Verse 2: Screwface] My Draco not a Draco, I eat ghost like Pac-Man. Ghost faced killer in black, looking like Batman. Yall niggas shit garbage, better yet trashcan. Rolling on a jig, no Molly, higher than Superman. Watch me elevate hit the J once then levitate. This is my life, so I aim to have a better day. Everyday I wake and bake, then I paper chase. All I need is money so fuck what ever a hater say. [Hook: Cracked Knucklez] They pray for my demise, They dont want to see me alive. They want to see me die, They pray for my demise. They pray for my demise, They dont want to see me alive. They want to see me die, They pray for my demise. They pray for my demise, They pray for my demise, They dont want to see me alive. They want to see me die, They pray for my demise. They pray for my demise, They dont want to see me alive. They want to see me die, They pray for my demise, They pray for my demise.
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