Trife Da God - Roll With the Rush lyrics

[Intro: Trife (No Smiles)] Yeah, yeah, T.M.F., yeah k**arm', let it be known, n***as Just know.. (You'll be wet, n***as) Uh-huh [Chorus x2: Trife] We toss n***as off the stage if they ain't liven it up Have all you scared to d**h n***as hidin' up in the cut Y'all play the bathroom, what, you afraid to get bust? T.M.F. and k**arm' you better Roll With the Rush [Trife] We unstoppable, tryin' block me is impossible I blow through obstacles and spread out like hair folicles Powerful, watch you every move, have n***as follow you All alone ya bust off ya chrome in the abdominal Comical, derelicts, k**a Beretta kicks Better rip, shootin' at random so you better dip Crime and Smiles the kinda n***as I get cheddar wit Confederate, build on the things that we inherited Came close to d**h situations and live to tell of it And b**hes for the hell of it claimin' that they celibate Knowin' damn well they've been f**in' for years Gettin' n***as for they dough and still couple for gear I got this sh** that these heads been wantin' to hear Somethin' for they ear, got M.C.'s runnin' in fear Yo we comin' this year, nuclear bombs explode Get Devo', crush ya ego, bust and reload I could take it to the line and shoot free throws Water, my sh** is net, you get wet for tryin' to creep slow Throwin' weak blows, eh-yo I eat those [9th Prince] Eh-yo! Eh-yo! Eh-yo, I'm a sky-scraper, 9th Prince the vampire slayer Wu-Tang player hater, M.C. space invader Invade ya territory like the force of Darth Vader an*log n***as stuck in pissy elevators k**a Hill Projects, you can't dissect Undercover cops, Unidentified Flying Objects Machine gat raps for n***as sellin' cracks, get stuck with thumb tacks T.M.F. wave the ooh-wops, 9th Prince on the map [Chorus x2] [No Smiles] Tommy, send n***as home bloody to they mommy Scuffed up, roughed up, lumped up Touched with tremendous, blows to the appendix Smack you in the brain, leave ya like Marlon Wayans, senseless Bone crush, head dented, I'm demented Breeze through the entrance, smellin' like trees and the wet sh** Luke Skywalkin' on some bench sh** Schemin' on the next necklace, check this Point blank, if you ain't bustin' tanks, don't mention my name I bring tension like pain Headed in the wrong direction on the train Crush dum' it, n***a I'm tight with my crew When I wink my eyelash that means blast at you Travel fast, they call me Two-Two I'm too live, my 2 Live Crew'll blind you The boys that wear that white and blue will find you Stuck to the suction gate in Silver Lake I catch burn off of, any record in the crate Old school, new school, I'm hot and cool All time rhyme great with the microphone too Make you jump out ya chair and act like a fool Snuff the man next to you on some hype sh** Prepare it like this, I'm next to Gumbo, with the spices Bad jumble so you know the fiends is gon' like this High prices, sky, touchin' the nicest Eternal wise, the God's righteous Fall back n***as, I call all my shots Y'all n***as get rocked [Chorus x2] [P.R. Terrorist] Apocalyptic rhyme, droppin' hot signs of all kinds Holdin' nines, readin' signs from n***as who do crimes Keep in mind, there's a lot of n***as, that's tryin' to shine But they all can't, I narrowed it down, I gotta get mine Like last month's rent, have n***as hidin' in tents Lyrics, that I invent, torment, and leave a dent Have you bent, com-ment the kid as excellent He derived from Puerto Rican descent, strike like a serpent The album needs parental consent, explicit content War merchant, as spoke, could leave mics and spots broken No joke, real aggressive and sh** when I'm provoken I cipher on stage, engage the ball Riker sh** I'm tougher than the the leather on the back of a biker Back snapper, floor grappler, with moves, a vicious striker You need a diaper for the sh** that you talk, prolific writer Make you dance, make you cry and experience why I'm the best at what I do and not a man can deny Slice ya a** up, Colombian necktie, you die Yeah