When I grab my strap, you know you bout to die
I know it ain’t right, but forgive me cuz I’m high
Plus, I don’t give a fuck about this cursed-ass life
I fear life more than death, now that ain’t right
Just beacause I’m white doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t feel me
If you don’t like it, suck a dick, you’ll just have to kill me
This shit’s real as is gets, I can’t be helped
By the time I’m done I’ll have a graveyard under my belt
I tell muthafuckaz not to start no shit
If you do, you’ll get your fuckin’ wig split
These bitches say I’m soft, bvut they just don’t know
I’m Lil trip, boy, I’ll make it so your kids won’t grow
I don’t play no fuckin’ games, you know that I’m real
Wit’ my four-five of safety, I’m ready to kill
Feel me, the rhymes I kick and the words that I speak
Muthafucka say what you want, I ain’t weak
Shit’s real in the battlefield, kill, kill, kill
Murder, murder, murder, boy you know that I’m real
Look down the barell of my baby and I see a bullet
One in the chamber, how I ride, and you know I’m ready to pull it
I smoke an L to the dome, now I’m high as fuck
If I see my beef, boy you know you shit outta luck
I take a shot of liquor so I can face the madness
Now I’m drunk and high, I feel like I’m the badest
Fuck the world’s what I scream, on the muthafuckin’ scene
Waking up the next day, that’s my worst muthafuckin’ dream
So if you step to me, you’ll get you shit split
Cuz I’m Lil Trip, and I don’t take no bullshit
