Recorded by: CrossOver Productions
Produced by - I75 Productions
Tripp Ft. Ministry Doc
Verse 1 Tripp:
But that train has already come an’ gone,
An I still sit here an reference you in every single song,
that I write.
I’ve lost my sense in what is wrong and what is right.
But tonight, we shed the light,
Like the Moon Light Over the City Bright,
Cause it doesn’t matter if your black or white.
For both of us it’s a civil right,
We won’t stop just because of a yellow light,
Butcha’ gotta’ Check out this motherfuckin mc’s mic,
Cause its emitting an ultra violent light!
I know its kinda making you violent right?
In spite of its good taste,
It always gets misplaced by the deaf few,
An I pray to the lord that it won’t ever lose my nephew.
I only withdrew, because I wanted to spend a lil’ more time with you,
Lil man, Hope you understand.
The game woulda bin fun to run with all the way to the finish line,
But Demons tried to take over so I had to Diminish mine,
Hope you an I are both printed with different ink but on the same page,
That’s why I’m expressing myself to you with a mic while I stand on this stage,
I feel like I’m locked in a cage for you an your cousins to view,
An sometimes you wonder why your mother an aunts wont let me see you,
But the worst is almost over, the sunshine will finally break through the clouds,
An’ I’ll see your face standing amongst the crowds of people screaming my name,
One day you’ll understand why I wasn’t at any of your hockey games,
It wasn’t cause I just didn’t want to, nor was it cause I was trying to gain spotlight fame.
Just cause you an’ I don’t have the same last name, or share the same bloodline, doesn’t mean I haven’t missed you all this time.
Lil man, Peace out, I love you so much, an’ I hope you can fully understand that.
Back to a lil’ more recent topic,
I wanna’ move away from the tundra,
Hit up a Decent Tropic,
Cause I’m sick an tired of droppin’ my Lock pick,
My finger tips frozen,
An’ I’m Dose’n off,
Trying to open up your Heart Case,
You Didn’t deserve my Heart in the first Place,
So I ponder to myself why the hell do I bother,
Trying to reminisce the words of my father,
Oh here we are,
Good guys finish last and
Girls come an go like the change in the season,
I’m sick an tired of all these bitches committing adultery like treason,
Just give me one good reason why I should stay here by your side,
Accompany you through hard ship,
and everything else I’d have to a bide by?
See I’ve done that for far to long,
Put up with the bull shit,
All the I was right and you were wrongs.
I’ve picked my self up,
But still trying to figure myself out,
Its an adventure,
Like taken a Tripp into the unknown,
Of the Twilight zone,
Dream State in your mind,
Never know what kind of inception you will find,
I Dream about getting Signed,
To never forget but instead leave my past behind,
Won’t need to dust off my Nike’s an’ get back on the Grind,
Keep both feet on solid ground,
Won’t need to sling dope round for round,
But instead I found my new addiction,
Rap will clean an cure my affliction,
Rhymes like nails,
I’ma spit the next Crucifixion,
With a red pen an a mutha fuckin pad,
I’m still a young lad,
In a mad mans dream,
Trying to hold in this scream,
Yes I know that my skin color is cream,
But that’s neva gonna stop me from catchin my dreams,
In this weaver,
Yes I come from the land of the Beaver,
I’ll turn these doubters into Believers.
Our soldiers are peace keepers,
Neva peace Makers,
My Crew we risk takers,
You can feel the steam rising high,
The Engines breaking off that rust,
Freedom is a must,
Some see it as a dream,
Revolution is up next,
Join my Regime.
- Rap\ Hip-hop