paroles de chanson Trendsettaz (feat. Dazmin D'Leon, Karikter, B.U.K. & OH.Tae) [Alternate Version] - Nick Terror

Let's go, girls
Black Panther Systems
Yeah
Woo
That's Dazmin on the beat
From D'leon's universe
Female producer
Okay, word
Oh, but they said females can't produce though, right

Sometimes I don't have much to say
Sit back and let the record spin
And let the music play
The sound waves are like a mural in the fifth dimension
If I spit with aggression, I could sit and learn a lesson later from it
And I'm not hating a bit
Cause I've been doing this 16 years, I've been patient and shit
So what I'm saying is this
What you think is unbelievable might just be achievable
That's kinda meaningful
I'm feeling full of enlightenment
I'm writing shit and then reciting it
Killing demons I was fighting with
And riding on the beat, not dying on the street
I'm just a nerd that's providing the heat
That's kinda neat
Nick T, yeah, I'll say my name as much as I want
I never front
Rolling blunts for the people sober as fuck
So focus up
I know it's tough to let the pain go
If you're on a revenge mission like you were Django
Might be in a different position, but it's the same road we're walking, my friend
I talk, I hit send
Boom

Yeah, I know the pain
It comes and goes
Sometimes it stays too long
I make a new song
I feel a little better
I'm a trendsetter on a fucking vendetta

Yes, we're fucking trendsetters
End your fucking vendettas
No fucking berettas
This like Wu-Tang Forever
Cause we'll cut you down with our words
And are chilling in Shaolin with Ol' Dirty Bastard
Everybody there going shimmy, shimmy, y'all
Shimmy, yam, shimmy, yay
Shimmy, shimmy, y'all
Shimmy, yam, shimmy, yay

I'm like shimmy, shimmy
Give me the semi
I could hit a few or I could hit plenty
My friends be on a different level
Your friends be with the devil
I'm doing my thing
I'm hanging with the people that made this fucking music possible
So really, what's the obstacle

Is there really anything wrong
Do I need to fucking bring back B-U-K

Bitch, and I move like Stitch on a run from Lilo
I'm ducking and dodging, avoiding the people
Sending shots to your peephole and push like tractors
My niggas in the bay is real factors
So bring your blapper cause we gonna bust
And do we move like that nigga that is driving the bus
Cuz the size of my cup don't lie I'm a drunk
You can tell by my eyes that I'm high off the skunk, what

Yeah, I know the pain
It comes and goes
Sometimes it stays too long
I make a new song
I feel a little better
I'm a trendsetter on a fucking vendetta

Oh, Tae
About to call 'em out
Yep
Not the same, they want the clout
Mm
I don't know what that's about
Nope
Got the Glock
Watch your mouth
Keep it need to know
Keep it on the low
No bullshit
I be chasing dough
Cheddar cheese
Bacon grease
Benjamins
I speak Guapanese
Yeah
Yeah, I'm kind but I mean it
When I say that shit ain't sweet
Nope
I ain't swearing for these niggas
I be praying for these bitches
Yeah
Locked in
Got the numbers
I be singing for the figures
Oh

Feel a little better

Nah, nah
Fuck what they on
Don't let them ride your wave

Where all my rich niggas at
I appreciate y'all
Leave me alone
But my heart is so ice cold
You Pop-Tart

Wow
And when did you start writing songs
I'm very curious cause like it seems like you're pretty natural at like just writing lyrics
And really speaking your mind

Nah, nah
Fuck what they on
Don't let them ride your wave