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dedicated pt. ii (rhyme related) - trizzmatic lyrics

verse 1

it’s time for being gory
ain’t blind
the read the cori
there’s crime within each story
no nine
i need a forty
the sky i see before me
aligned
i see it surely
these lines can reach a shorty
the sign says crematory
i walk the cemetery
brain twisted like gang signs
draggin’ a dead body
feeling dead at the same time
been too cool with you b*tch n*ggas
my other nature’s
running round
hat low
gloves on
undertaker
digging up dirt
splitting the earth
whilе lifting ya skirt
you came with a gang
get six of them murkеd
i’ll mangle ya man while twisting the purp’
his wig’ll just burst
then catch you
and splatter the booth
while spitting ya verse
fifty cent massacre
don’t look i’m in back of ya
big machete
sever off every limb that’s attached to ya
i flip out
cook these n*ggas with no spatula
that’s word to king tut on my chain
out of africa
hook

the most dedicated
and it’s clearly stated
most of my crimes have always been rhyme related
most of my crimes have always been rhyme related

verse 2

you got the bread
hit my phone
i’ll deliver the k!ll
and death’s cold
so you always get the shivers and chills
then the lights go out
the breeze’ll blow
ya eyes go black
y’all only safe
whenever i don’t rap
live on mtv
i’ll empty three
in this sp*ce
it’s hard to run like dmc
like
f*ck ya’ll
and how i crush y’all mvp
i’ll bust off
then blow the dust off the mpc
catch ya engineer mixing ya tape
fixing the bass
i’m skinning his face
i’m only leaving y’all minimum sp*ce
that’s a casket
y’all boys don’t wanna stay around (stay around)
think it’s a game
n*gga, then play around
a microphone
pen and a pad
is all i probably had
now all i need is two turntables
and a body bag
spit on ya grammy award
and who’s nominated
y’all gon get buried alive
don’t make it complicated
hook

the most dedicated
and it’s clearly stated
most of my crimes have always been rhyme related
most of my crimes have always been rhyme related

verse 3
while y’all b*tch ass n*ggas in clubs
i’m at the knife store
y’all be yelling
trizz, yo chill
what you got a knife for
i was really hoping
y’all f*ggot n*ggas would rhyme more
pull his hoody over
then wrap his neck with mic cord
please lord
don’t make me choke ’em out
on the keyboard
and leave his body for the orcas
out on the seashore
trizz mood’s a bit rude
and you a b*tch too
six two
still get hooked just like fish food
the sky is black
the water is dark
and it’s like
the part that i’m from
we slaughter the sharks
and yo
you can smell death in the ocean
it ain’t a typhoon
you don’t know which way that i’m coming
but finna die soon
the reaper is coming
and he slow stroll with a sickle
you don’t know what’s the issue
four four or the nickle
this dope flow is the pistol
ya’ll n*ggas should know the policy
i gotta be
the most dedicated
that’s out honestly
hook

the most dedicated
and it’s clearly stated
most of my crimes have always been rhyme related
most of my crimes have always been rhyme related

- trizzmatic lyrics

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