Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Equivalent, artist - Tragedy. Album song Thug Matrix, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.10.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fastlife
Song language: English
No Equivalent |
Predicate felon style since a juvenile catching cases |
Runnin' concurrent burnin' weed and gettin' blunted |
Word to my mama never ran from drama I just confront it |
See the streets I breath and inhale it |
Manifested through these mics revealing soon as i spit you feel it |
Guns I conceal in a CL6, remove the ceiling |
No jewels I’m on some light shit |
Frank Mueller watch on my wrist |
My reputation exceeds your ears bleed soon as I spit digest this |
Convicts, study my lines like a lower library |
Lose they appeal in jail it’s real when lives get buried |
Niggas bust nines but take the older clip in |
Tattoos over my wounds I’m never slippin' |
My lynchmen bustin' guns is like an addiction |
Hustlers scramblin' somewhat of a tradition |
The truth, live niggas gather round my testimony listen |
What do you see when you look at us, convicts |
You know what we see when we look at you |
We see ourselves |
But when you look at us |
You never see yourselves |
There’s no equivalent lyrically |
Sickest jewellery I wear |
Rhymes i spit em beautifully I swear |
40 side is where I learned to hustle dimes and bust a nine |
At any man who fuck with my residential area |
Left realizing that 'Mega is superior |
I could be smooth or bring it like a pit terrier |
Yo, there’s no equivalent to me, fake niggas envy |
The fact a nigga flow infinitely |
Son it’s on 'till my clip is empty |
To me drama is high caliber gats and low tolerance |
You niggas got no stamina, you can’t fastbreak |
Against the top rated defense that stopped ya season |
From advancing to the regional finals |
I defeated you, my millimeter blew the game open |
I stay strokin threes and four fours with ease |
The commentators saw the way I dominate the floor |
I love this game |