Song of the Trauma King Video (MV)

Listen, I'm a little like the pressure, I don't got a lot to do
If you really wanna find it first, man you better move
Had the hand to heater, we just really had to hand it to
The men that really had - the men that really had the coup
I'm a little bit in the middle of being in the middle of it
Dribble and drip
This is just it
Dibadadip. Bip
On top a it
"Ya honey dip
Look like a honey dude" - Treach
Cut right in front a you
Enlighten the whip
Indicting a bitch
I heighten an get
Right in ya lip
Tighten ya shit up
Badibada dup
Haha
What the f*ck
Yo, I
Holdin the rhythm, over ya children
No one'll bid em, hoping it killed im
And so it didn't, no it didn't
So it didn't, no it didn't
Yo we're dipping
No king T I just be leaving
Seething can't believe ya caught me breathing
F*ck a single free thing, I'm peaking

It's a window, when ya wanna pretend yo
Straight rap, backpack it ain't that
Lay back, wack rap, i make that
I Am rap, I take that
Package it back up and make great rap

It's a window, when ya wanna contend yo
And you little, so you wanna pretendo
Bet you fizzle, wind up in hendo

My home turf, you better be goin first
Better get no nerves the etiquette so far
I'm endin like oh my, I don't really know yall
Identical faux pas, losing ya old shot
So I guess we all even
Let's call it an odd evening
With that odd Eden
"I think he thought we was at odds?"
Nah, I'm just keeping it mad freeing
Scheming, on my ad hominem
I'm mad confident hand to hand I am ominous
Y'all all androgynous
Like "should I feel bad?" I peel back, do you hear that?
Real rap. Heh, just kidding I don't feel that