Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trifactor, artist - Pumpkinhead. Date of issue: 23.08.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Trifactor |
| «They gon’have to mention me among the best» |
| «You ain’t innovatin, you’re regurgitatin» |
| «They gon’have to mention me among the best» |
| «When I step in the place, you get nervous» |
| You got three dudes on hand that spit it the best |
| You’re small in the game, at best you’re reachin my chest |
| I’m deeper than sex with Tabitha Stevens |
| Usin a 10-inch long dildo and she ejaculate semen |
| I mastered the reason, perfected the answer |
| You’re just not believable, like a Mexican Santa |
| Philly loves me, and I get respect in Atlanta |
| Pumpkinhead puts it down like Thor with a hammer |
| My grammar is Grammy status, I’m thankin the Lord |
| I get to the point like Young Buck’s knife at the Vibe Awards |
| So when I step foot in the arena |
| You break a sweat like Ruben Studdard, eatin buttered Farina |
| So your nervousness is fully understandable |
| You’re facin an animal, that’ll erase your face with a cannonball |
| Tough break, how you makin that duck face |
| when you’re Martha Stewart’s inmate at Camp Cupcake? |
| Yeah, get nervous… |
| Just forget about the small talk nonsense and all of it |
| Niggaz better be ready, I ain’t about to call it quits |
| Though people knew that I was mad innovative |
| I was caught up in a trap in a bad situation |
| But I’m glad niggaz waited cause I gradually graduated |
| Certified and takin rap cats back to basics |
| I knew that I would shine one of these days |
| I’m ready as ever, prepared for the comin of age |
| An unfuck-wit-able flow, though some’ll debate |
| If anybody better tell 'em step in front of the plate |
| And rest assured, I’m bringin the best, the pure product |
| like the number one Columbian dealer of narcotics |
| I should be a household name but y’all caught up |
| in the buzz and the hype; |
| but niggaz love what I write |
| And I does what I like despite, whenever somethin’s said |
| The franchise player with Words and Pumpkinhead |
| Let’s go |
| Yeah, uh-huh, yo. |
| yeah, uh-huh, yo, yo |
| You never will win, bein said off the head or the pen |
| Like a stillborn baby you were dead to begin |
| Rhyme 'til the record ends |
| You can’t make a mixtape with me, featurin a verse that you edited in |
| We set it again; |
| start from the top, my margin’ll stop |
| is when the numbers won’t revolve on the clock |
| I shine outside, and provide light outdoors |
| When I blackout with my rhymes and you white-out yours |
| My mood behavior, the flows and the moves I made up |
| Cater to schools, studied by music majors |
| The rules is straight up to keep you from losin labor |
| For you and usin paper is like euthanasia |
| Just heatin up, every day doper I become |
| Scientists think the Earth is gettin closer to the sun |
| You got Words and you have the rest |
| Don’t mention me among, mention me AS the best |
| You know the truth |