Trifes freestyle

everyone knows it i rap like an MVP im the most valuable poet

 

all my lyrics i wrote it its like a new god flow im ready to show it

 

my words are like bullets im ready to load it my tongue is the gun

 

i pull the trigger and now my flow is exploding whack emcees don't wanna battle us

 

there scared of us were half man half horse like Sagittarius Parkside productions

 

will be running the scene till they bury us the haters always envy us

 

we went from street kid drug heads to wearing Cartier sunglasses

 

and flying first class the bong is what i want passed that aint a microphone

 

so give me the rage before we kick your ass and send you home

 

one two three to late now your gone busted nose

 

we leaving ya in the back shed hanging by the neck with the garden hose

 

we aint summer we cold as bro our blood doesn't flow, it froze