Trae Tha Truth - With the BS lyrics

[Intro] Slegna Headquarters, 2014 Everyday is a struggle We dread the day and pray we make it through the night Anything turn up we with it So I buzz cut my hair Put on my please-come-trip-with-me suit Lace my boots tight and what Ahhwoo ahhwoo ahhwoo Turn up, turn up [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Hard times living in this bad land of mine Everybody on vanilla skys by design A lot of my brothers are buried, a lot of 'em in their prime So take my chopper and stick it where the sun don't shine Ahhh - please don't make me make you say that Tripping cause momma ain't really happy where she stay at I can't afford to move her away until I pay that IRS a new Maybach, I'm tripping don't come my way, Jack Son needs a way through college Daughter too, harder, you gotta pay for true knowledge Sinner eyes when a guy get layed off Everything ain't payed off enterprise Beam up, I'm finna die, in a lie, them and I minimized I'mm kinda tripping in my go clothes Step with malicious intent, I'm throwing bolos To my soul goes The average person they hurting cause for certain everybody's doe low [Hook ×2: Big Scoob] I'm with the bullsh** tonight If they tripping I ain't tryna do right, uh, uh I'm with the bullsh** tonight Let it loose on every devil in sight, turn up [Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth] Yeah, tell 'em I'm tripping, I'm at war with these devils Dumped that b**h in the gutter, they can't get on my level I ain't give a f** about nothing with the way I'm strapped up with this metal I was tripping in the back of a truck that I done packed with these shovels I don't want no problems, just want you to leave me the f** alone Before I end up inside of a cell and have a neighborhood inside of your home My money be funny just laughin at n***as And the hoes they got keep asking them n***as How I'm crashing them n***as while I'm pa**ing them n***as Well, take your seat and fasten them n***as Before I dispose the trash of them n***as, go to smashing them n***as I'm on that bullsh**, ain't nobody finna pull sh** D got my wrists rolls-es balling, I'm on some bullsh** Pay attention It don't get no realer, hater k**er, about that drama Terroristic, risk it, you get Truth Osama If I don't get you The Boss back to me with that llama b**h this is what we do, believe it, downing n***as' mama's [Hook] [Verse 3: Red Cafe] Cocaine on my mama's table, I'm out of line Doing lines open wide, n***a suicide Blood in my vein, hella d** in my vein Rap with the strap, keep the thugs entertained All my foes I leave critical, they pitiful I'm a 5 star general, East side cannibal West side salute it, all these kids my students Cla** still in session, the shooters I just recruited Turn up - look I came to bust a motherf**in head Got some wild knucklehead k**ers bucking lead I came from the bottom, now I'm on the roof I'm big-headed so the coupe never had a roof Thug life, got that 2Pac up in my boombox Ga**ing on these pussies, no brakes, they pray I do stop We all with the bullsh** and I'm the boss When I holla shake down we gonna set it off [Hook] [Verse 4: Big Scoob] So with it, if you want it then you gonna get it So terrific with this bullsh**, the best that did it The best to give it, get me livid then I'm diving in it These pussies talk it, they don't walk it, they ain't never did it Aim and bust then I bust then I bust and bust Blood gush in the rush from the school crushed Scarce thoughts being bought from these wars fought Real talk, I'm a validated warhawk History, this ain't sh** to me, let's get it, V Click the heat, no defeat, I need victory It's meant to be what these villain n***as bent to be Tendecies, stick this story, f** the enemy Snapping and losing it fast - Ruger, extended the mag f** it, they wearing no mask - jump out and dumping the bra** Crushing, concussion these fast - a movie where Scoobie get mad Jesus ain't helping your a** - leaving inside of a bag I'm with the bullsh**