JME - T.R.O.N lyrics

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JME - T.R.O.N lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac] We don't part The Red Sea but we walk through the hood without gettin', without gettin' shot, you know what I mean? We don't turn water to wine, but we turn motherf**ing dope fiends and dope heads, into profitable citizens into society You know what I mean? We don't part the... [Verse 1: Jme] I'm still making this P, pissing in the mainstream So you better boil it twice, before you make your tea CAS is dead, R.I.P You might know him as C from T Spill our blood for the scene, but the scene couldn't give a sh** about me But I still love these beats Love's blind as a B-A-T The day I finally win an award, I'll probably be 80 Still think about my G Willsa, Charlie Dunknow, if he was about right now, we'd be on GTA V Trust me, still ain't smoking these trees You man are rolling up cheese I roll up in my Beem, smelling fresh like Febreze Watch out for the sleaze These b**hes wanna striptease And then try take mans' Ps That's what you call Ts & Cs Man ain't done the MD Cocaine or no Es But it's always love, and that's just me They say d**h comes in threes, I'll murder you, the lyrics and the beat Nothing like you've heard or seen Ya know what I mean? [Bridge: Cas talking] Bloody hell it's been a while init? A year later, we're back with the remix Jme, let 'em have it mate [Verse 2: Jme] I'm still going on nang Avoiding the boydem van I could never be pranged Get a fly kick like Liu Kang Still laughing at you man, ha**ling chicks that don't wanna bang She's not on the beat, she's off-beat, if she was a DJ, she'll clang Stop trying to use slang, you're definitely dang If I walk past where you hang, you'd silence your phone in case it rang Your bredrins might be wham, but as loyal as a pop fan Now one of you's sitting in the can, tryn'a find out who sang Don't try call me J, like say you have known me from day Nah, don't say my name in vain Like Dracula's fang I've found the Yin to my Yang, and I put a ring to her hand If you violate the programme, golf clubs will get swang Everybody works in my gang, no one tags along to get brang If I find myself in a jam, they will do whatever they can Man's sticking to the same plan, 'til Adenuga's a name brand Nothing like you've heard or seen Ya know what I mean? Serious [Outro: Cas talking] Oi J, you're the mad one y'know Shoutout to Cy Shoutout to Boy Better Know R.I.P. Charlie