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Trying to Sound Black / TRAP​-​EASE ARTIST [Prod. BluntedBeatz & Young Raze]

from 911 by Izreal

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They say you trynna sound black,
Just rap like you're white, rap like you’re white
X2
Alright…

Wake up everyday at 8:38, snoozed so I'm a lil late,
Brush my teeth with Oral B electric, 2 min late-r,
I'm in the shower, lathering with a loofa, fuck haters,
I be dancin and singing, gettin' prepped to get paper,

Then descend to my kitchen, eggos, eggs and bacon,
Oj to wash it down, feelin' no frowns cause my hands ain't dirty,
Glove up to drive one of my rides, grab Starbucks before 9:30,
Feelin' it then I take hit off the spliff and the rest of the days lit,

Pay raise on the horizon, savin' like I'm bankin',
Maven of my lane, cause college got me connections,
Never knew anyone who's had to visit corrections,
Only problem in my year is how to minimize tax collections,

In fact, I don't know if I've ever faced rejection,
Just got deductions, stackin' till fat pensions,
When I retire I'll still have 20 years of fire,
My whole life is a paradise to be desired,

They say you trynna sound black,
Just rap like you're white, rap like you’re white
X2
Alright…

But that isn't my life, they say I need to sound more white,
But that isn't what I've seen, I grew up around plight,
Where days turn to night and still the pain don't take flight,
I been lost in a fight where sometime's I don't have the might,

But that's life, been goin' against the grain since untamed,
Childhoods spent dodging fools tryin' to smoke us out,
Hit my first blunt and bottle on the same day,
14 years young, got laid and since then all I chase is pay,

Never had a dollar for anything except narcotics,
And only the few who can stomach it can leave to start anew,
So few escape, it's a rat race in a maze where they all got the flu,
Brew up nothin', just buy brews to feel a moment of inclus-ion,

I ain't the white man, but I'm a white man,
Hate the sound of that fam, I gotta admit it man,
Used to be minutemen, now we evil businessmen,
Hard to sound more white, when they don't represent my life, (damn…)

They say you trynna sound black,
Just rap like you're white, rap like you're white,
X2
Alright…

Doubt it? We used to stash pounds under the couch,
Didn't tell our P.Os about it, popped a perc for a slouch,
As you ran paper routes, we ran routes for paper,
To turn into acres of beasters to destroy like reefs were,

16 packin' reefer, slide into your sister's keister,
Then dip, dive, and reup from the neighborhood dealer,
Some grungy 35 year old, ritalin lovin' fiend tryin' to break even,
Stay cautious cause the foolish surround and they get tweakin’,

OD's at every party, liquor, pills or worse,
Pick your poison or don't and remember realitys a curse,
At least that's how we saw it, cannabis to numb it, jacked a purse,
At every party, so we could thaw out, chill off the stolen lout, (ganjaaaaa)

Dont fuckin cry you pussy, bitches dont pout,
Move out like a squadron, hidin' from the sirens,
They knew our license plates, our parents and think they knew our fate,
Well fuck that, see I'm just sounding like me, I ain't from a rich state/place,

...


Rap game patriarch, but bitches call me daddy,
Latchkey kid from frozen boonies, tuned in after I went looney,
Smokin’ cannabi, eyes red as Satan’s thigh,
Please reply so I can multiply my stacks 3-fold high,

Gimme those beets and I’ll serve you up with dinner,
Flow sweeter than sarsaparilla,
Shouts out to the Pro’s/prose Era,
Caught a glance of God in the mirror,

Syrup sippin’ ain’t for snappy quick me, (nonononoon)
Rapid rap liquidly similar to liquid LSD, (cidcidcidcid)
Va nquish foes in one swipe, I delete, (swipeswipeswipe)
I repeat, don’t fuck with any of me! (memyselfori)

Squadron tight like battalions deep in war,
Death don’t stop us, we’re deadpool poor,
Said to rule nothing but the order of our chores,
Slaves to the stash, ready to even the score,

Rhianna: "I was good on my own
That's the way it was,
I was good on my own
That's the way it was, way it was,
You needed me
Oooh, you needed me"

Losin’ weight like movin’ freight,
Upgradin’ ‘till I meet the highest state,
The pious trait leads to a hopeless fate,
When you’re surrounded by humans, they all ain’t so great,

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from 911, released May 29, 2017
Produced by BluntedBeatz and Young Raze, lyrics written and performed by Izreal.

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