Started when the beat spoke to me
Awoken me
Told me that I'm supposed to be
A voice that I chose to be
Instead of all the bull that was told to me
Like times when I held on tight to my rosary
And realised ain't no body close me
Reality slammed a lot of doors closed to me
Couple real situations kinda broken me
Man I healed
Healed but the cracks show
Never could they ever say I was an act doe
Never could they ever say I was a puppet on a strap though
Listen from way back I'm the 80s
Had a pac turn to flab
Not so biggie but I'm shady
One mic left narsier better trade me
Narsier better trade me
My mind thinks my mouth speaks
Some times it just runs of the mouth peice
Other times i just flow when the sounds peak
I feel that vibe and have to let it out reach
Any level that surrounds me
I hit a wave an it even astounds me
That I type so quick the mind stays slick
Ready to save Rick on any hood day
I could hit it up any kinda which way
On a Monday threw to Sunday back to Friday Any day day
I can smack it up bring it back like a dj
Back then back when
I had nothing but a pad an a pen
I had noting but time to spend on tracks that will handle ur friends
Set trends
I ain't never been the type to follow in steps if it don't make sense
No regrets
For the life that I spent when I spent those sleepless nights that I slept in the the shed
Always the one left last up when they all went to bed
Mad thoughts running through my head
Couples times had to hop a fence
Getting chased by ops or the dregs
That set u up for the bread
For the chance of a one step ahead
I ain't never guna trust again
I ain't never guna trust again
Beats cold catch a frost bite
Bringing vision back like when I lost site
Now it's time to stack like
I don't give a toss right
Money ain't shit no matter the cost right
Take a toke from a note
That I rolled
And then poked
And then choked
From the potent smoke
While I hope the roads don't slope
No need for a wider scope
Or a blade for a throat
I would rather talk to life than keep talking to ghosts
Or keep talking to clones
Like there only one option left and everybody's drones
Ironic you can't hear me unless you got a phone
Turn it up save it as a ring tone
Let it ring truth until it rings home
I could never leave this alone
When I ride the riddum it feeds my soul
Like fee fi wether you friend or you foe
Fee fi wether you friend or you foe Fee fi weather your friend or foe
TrixCity - Friend or Foe Lyrics
TrixCity - Friend or Foe Lyrics
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English
Started when the beat spoke to me
Awoken me
Told me that I'm supposed to be
A voice that I chose to be
Instead of all the bull that was told to me
Like times when I held on tight to my rosary
And realised ain't no body close me
Reality slammed a lot of doors closed to me
Couple real situations kinda broken me
Man I healed
Healed but the cracks show
Never could they ever say I was an act doe
Never could they ever say I was a puppet on a strap though
Listen from way back I'm the 80s
Had a pac turn to flab
Not so biggie but I'm shady
One mic left narsier better trade me
Narsier better trade me
My mind thinks my mouth speaks
Some times it just runs of the mouth peice
Other times i just flow when the sounds peak
I feel that vibe and have to let it out reach
Any level that surrounds me
I hit a wave an it even astounds me
That I type so quick the mind stays slick
Ready to save Rick on any hood day
I could hit it up any kinda which way
On a Monday threw to Sunday back to Friday Any day day
I can smack it up bring it back like a dj
Back then back when
I had nothing but a pad an a pen
I had noting but time to spend on tracks that will handle ur friends
Set trends
I ain't never been the type to follow in steps if it don't make sense
No regrets
For the life that I spent when I spent those sleepless nights that I slept in the the shed
Always the one left last up when they all went to bed
Mad thoughts running through my head
Couples times had to hop a fence
Getting chased by ops or the dregs
That set u up for the bread
For the chance of a one step ahead
I ain't never guna trust again
I ain't never guna trust again
Beats cold catch a frost bite
Bringing vision back like when I lost site
Now it's time to stack like
I don't give a toss right
Money ain't shit no matter the cost right
Take a toke from a note
That I rolled
And then poked
And then choked
From the potent smoke
While I hope the roads don't slope
No need for a wider scope
Or a blade for a throat
I would rather talk to life than keep talking to ghosts
Or keep talking to clones
Like there only one option left and everybody's drones
Ironic you can't hear me unless you got a phone
Turn it up save it as a ring tone
Let it ring truth until it rings home
I could never leave this alone
When I ride the riddum it feeds my soul
Like fee fi wether you friend or you foe
Fee fi wether you friend or you foe Fee fi weather your friend or foe
Awoken me
Told me that I'm supposed to be
A voice that I chose to be
Instead of all the bull that was told to me
Like times when I held on tight to my rosary
And realised ain't no body close me
Reality slammed a lot of doors closed to me
Couple real situations kinda broken me
Man I healed
Healed but the cracks show
Never could they ever say I was an act doe
Never could they ever say I was a puppet on a strap though
Listen from way back I'm the 80s
Had a pac turn to flab
Not so biggie but I'm shady
One mic left narsier better trade me
Narsier better trade me
My mind thinks my mouth speaks
Some times it just runs of the mouth peice
Other times i just flow when the sounds peak
I feel that vibe and have to let it out reach
Any level that surrounds me
I hit a wave an it even astounds me
That I type so quick the mind stays slick
Ready to save Rick on any hood day
I could hit it up any kinda which way
On a Monday threw to Sunday back to Friday Any day day
I can smack it up bring it back like a dj
Back then back when
I had nothing but a pad an a pen
I had noting but time to spend on tracks that will handle ur friends
Set trends
I ain't never been the type to follow in steps if it don't make sense
No regrets
For the life that I spent when I spent those sleepless nights that I slept in the the shed
Always the one left last up when they all went to bed
Mad thoughts running through my head
Couples times had to hop a fence
Getting chased by ops or the dregs
That set u up for the bread
For the chance of a one step ahead
I ain't never guna trust again
I ain't never guna trust again
Beats cold catch a frost bite
Bringing vision back like when I lost site
Now it's time to stack like
I don't give a toss right
Money ain't shit no matter the cost right
Take a toke from a note
That I rolled
And then poked
And then choked
From the potent smoke
While I hope the roads don't slope
No need for a wider scope
Or a blade for a throat
I would rather talk to life than keep talking to ghosts
Or keep talking to clones
Like there only one option left and everybody's drones
Ironic you can't hear me unless you got a phone
Turn it up save it as a ring tone
Let it ring truth until it rings home
I could never leave this alone
When I ride the riddum it feeds my soul
Like fee fi wether you friend or you foe
Fee fi wether you friend or you foe Fee fi weather your friend or foe
Writer: Trix City
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid