Nay-B - Trinidad Moruga Scorpion lyrics

[Verse 1: FrivolousShara] If we're living by “do or die” Most y'all haters suicidal Go home Roger, grab a priest and grab a Bible You don't belong here, you need to fall back I ain't an advocate, but do it ‘till your skull cracks Don't worry ‘bout a funeral my bars steady cremate Roasting marshmallows over dead dreams and dead weight I knock ya out with no intro That's a blind date They gon' put me on the charts for my crime rate And yo, that's my mistake for a second I thought it was Hip-Hop's Swore I was topping these “rappers” like whip cream, I am that stuff I'm putting in work while others got their hand out You're like Adolf I'm gon' shut your whole camp down Music's like candy, better without the wrappers? I agree, I gotcho back; chiropractor But I'm a gold mine MC prophet to this gen What a rich find Shining Pokemon's twin [Hook: Blacktri4orce] Nah, they don't want it They talkin' but they ain't really opponents to these haters, what's up? Standing tall, acting like they on it But they ain't really ready for the moment, tell these haters, hold up! Trinidad Moruga... spittin' them hot flames Trinidad Moruga... spittin' them hot flames [Verse 2: FrivolousShara] Vroom vroom, like a Harley.. I'm making noise and I've hardly even started This is my album's debut But I've been in the booth Four years on the Tube Birth place of guru Aha I'm feeling like the light While these people shady I wouldn't sign my soul over if you paid me greatly I see the real you Oh so so see through It's a clear wrap for anyone who steps to me Take your time I'm on another level I'm being escorted to the boss room LEH-GO All I see is a mirror, feeling like Goku Super Saiyan Shara sinking s**as ships with alliteration For you illiterates After you hear this learn to spell ‘frivolous' You're feeling good? I'm feeling better Trinidad Moruga Scorpion I am the hottest pepper, uh [Hook] [Verse 3: FrivolousShara] I'll leave you hurting, hanging like a hang nail If you leave me out to dry, yes, I will get stale My whole being is a trampoline So imma bounce back You think you ruined my day? Nah homie, bump dat No really, bump dat Bump my music through the roof Let it touch the sky and then the heaven for my blessing soon I've been blessed; God gave me this life I live I'm just trying to do it big, live it very big You can't run away Music is nicotine Told y'all before I'm addicted, guilty, I'm a fiend I've relapsed and had withdrawals about a hundred times You can't appeal with this court, so yeah, um, never mind I'm on the rise like boys seeing girls with tight shirts Ain't gonna do that with me, listen to this star burst I'm playing the game right, collecting all these 1UP's On a quest to be one of the greats Yeah, so what's up? [Hook]