Trek Life - Intro (Hometown Foreigner) lyrics

How many rhymes I gotta write for yall Spit fire and be enlightened yall Drop a brand new album and reignite the raw Me and Tommy back on the road, not even slightly flawed It’s Super Cali’s umm, without the fragilistic fraudulent sh** Years on the n***as is actin different I guess the fame I have from rap is slippin My brother told me never ever react to b**hes And so I cannot, will not, won’t do what they do Check the stacks on me, my legend is not a fable While your publicist made you and soon you’ll be played dude Plus you light weight, drink a cool one at the table with you I wrote this rhyme in the cove all day f** the black phase, hard work, yes poor J Delta 9, shine wide, pull with their force propaganda MHI, we on the rise sponsored links Kept my eyes on the prize, required the steady grind Told my people we would make it one hand at a time That was the mission, behind the spittin and now I’m trippin Watchin it all take place and comin to finish it with yo I hate a whack jam, the same way that Oprah Winfrey hate the inner city black man That’s a real lie You know she want all em k**ed all, whatever tho Kick a flow, rock a show and get the dope peal off Just like a cla**ic caper of some sort, we stack the paper just for comfort But that ain’t all that we come for We duke west life, on the beat, sonic check real quick The government be the boyfriend and s** I’m Trek Life fact, service the rip rip rip Put up yea yea, one two