Issue No 195 In The Trump Lyrics
In The Trump by Issue No. 195
(Verse)
84 Camaro in the color of the Pharaoh's skin
Started smokin' earth 30, now you're shootin' heroin?
Niggas say I'm arrogant, I just say American
Glove money, glove money, buried then got heritage
Bangers over girl's best friend, world to Marilyn
Keep my bitch on thin ice, now that shit arrogant
Gave her shit, payed the price, swear to never care again
Bury me with me wealth, I ain't leave no heir or kin
Assassin on Seroquel, highness is my Claritine
I ain't neva grew up cuz I ain't have no parentin'
Half a pill and chewed up, I like to experiment
Half a band she chose up, she might think I'm speramin
I flag my environment, you might think I'm militant
Spiritual and militant, feelin' it, not feelin' it
Weird thugs with ear plugs, nigga, we ain't hearin' shit
Girl scout cookie jar that just mean I'm here
(Hook x2)
Got a date with destiny, I got drunk and stood her up
And they tell me life's a bitch, tell that bitch I'm tryna fuck
I knew that eventually I will get up off this rod
Let me run em up, take yo boss up in the trunk
(Verse 2)
Boppers on the Intercome, said some baby, let her in
The way she be jockin' me, she should wear a ladimis
Here from blowin', suckin' cock(?), all of this, she let her in
A guy leathered at the bar, mighta been from Netherlands
Stop cuz we were never friends, pop before the sever ends
Even when I'm inbred, you inbred the severance
PsP and cigarettes, I don't mean no vitamins
Hearts torn like ligaments, imaginary figurements
My foes aren't too tight, my hoes aren't too tanned
Life's a 80' movie, so we knows how it ends
I'm here to make man and I never made-mends
So before the credits roll, right before my soul's gettin' cleansed
I done made a couple dollars, I ain't neva made sense
So I built up a wall and around that a fence
My hands are both cleansed and my shoulders are tense
And my momma break down like a ten bag of ?
(Hook x2)
Got a date with destiny, I got drunk and stood her up
And they tell me life's a bitch, tell that bitch I'm tryna fuck
I knew that eventually I will get up off this rod
Let me run em up, take yo boss up in the trunk
84 Camaro in the color of the Pharaoh's skin
Started smokin' earth 30, now you're shootin' heroin?
Niggas say I'm arrogant, I just say American
Glove money, glove money, buried then got heritage
Bangers over girl's best friend, world to Marilyn
Keep my bitch on thin ice, now that shit arrogant
Gave her shit, payed the price, swear to never care again
Bury me with me wealth, I ain't leave no heir or kin
Assassin on Seroquel, highness is my Claritine
I ain't neva grew up cuz I ain't have no parentin'
Half a pill and chewed up, I like to experiment
Half a band she chose up, she might think I'm speramin
I flag my environment, you might think I'm militant
Spiritual and militant, feelin' it, not feelin' it
Weird thugs with ear plugs, nigga, we ain't hearin' shit
Girl scout cookie jar that just mean I'm here
(Hook x2)
Got a date with destiny, I got drunk and stood her up
And they tell me life's a bitch, tell that bitch I'm tryna fuck
I knew that eventually I will get up off this rod
Let me run em up, take yo boss up in the trunk
(Verse 2)
Boppers on the Intercome, said some baby, let her in
The way she be jockin' me, she should wear a ladimis
Here from blowin', suckin' cock(?), all of this, she let her in
A guy leathered at the bar, mighta been from Netherlands
Stop cuz we were never friends, pop before the sever ends
Even when I'm inbred, you inbred the severance
PsP and cigarettes, I don't mean no vitamins
Hearts torn like ligaments, imaginary figurements
My foes aren't too tight, my hoes aren't too tanned
Life's a 80' movie, so we knows how it ends
I'm here to make man and I never made-mends
So before the credits roll, right before my soul's gettin' cleansed
I done made a couple dollars, I ain't neva made sense
So I built up a wall and around that a fence
My hands are both cleansed and my shoulders are tense
And my momma break down like a ten bag of ?
(Hook x2)
Got a date with destiny, I got drunk and stood her up
And they tell me life's a bitch, tell that bitch I'm tryna fuck
I knew that eventually I will get up off this rod
Let me run em up, take yo boss up in the trunk