Straight outta Tripoli by T-Way Lyrics
Intro
It’s Tripolis very own
Speaking through the microphone
Keeping it real till the day that im gone
Verse
Lemme talk about Libya for a minute
Yeah I sound native but I lived my whole life in it
They fucked it up things went bad I’m not lovin it
We don’t even have a motherfuckin government
Other than thieves with guns, they be thugging 24/7
We have no 9 eleven to call, no one clean, we all involved
Cuz all we do is be on drugs
Everybody’s thug somehow
Everybody cold as ice
The hood in US compare it to this, it’s paradise
You not safe if you step outside
And don’t got one piece at least by your motherfucking side
You can’t live this life, you better stay inside
They don’t care if you just walking by
Cause it’s like motherfucker what you doin in my hood at night
Everybody kills cause it’s just something to do right?
Poppin ‘em bills cause it’s something to do right?
These are dark times, shit is here is not beautiful and if you managed to make it outta here safe
Congratulates boy that’s a miracle
So what are we gonna do? We can’t keep on livin like this dude we kill each other
We steal from each other we can’t find peace and live peacefully together
Shit seems like we forgot how to love one another
For real…
Interlude
But we gotta find a way right
Tomorrow’s a brand new day
We gotta get to fixin’ ‘fore it’s to late
I mean for the next generation, yeah we gotta make it
And this is real story not from my imagination
Saif El Gaddafi: شيء مؤسف جدا
كل ليبي مضطر أن يحمل السلاح ويدافع عن نفسه
Verse
So what you know about the 3rd world?
They don’t want us live in peace my nigga so it’s always more wars
Illuminati I guess I don’t know much politics but pac knew and they got him killed in his 20s at 96, shit
You prolly know that already but nobody speak about it cuz illuminati topics is deadly
But fuck em I’m in Tripoli, tell ‘em to come and get me
I’m here and I’mma always will be
I’m lowkey makin history
Hiphop is my escape and my motherfuckin way to speak
So don’t mind me, I’m just thinking outta loud
I put all of my thoughts in these native bars
You think it’s easy? Just fucking try
Making it big is what i always fantasize about
Hope I’m not dreamin bigger than I should
Hope I’m getting it good
The first to go global outta this jungle, aye I’m tryna be that dude
And don’t take anything I say personally
I don’t wanna be misunderstood, I’m just tryna keep it real
So I be out here spittin the truth you better be quite when i get in the booth, inspirin the youth and it isn’t like im that old or something
I’m talking bout the way i do it so pay me respect and show me your fucking gratitude
Straight outta Tripoli, young nigga with an attitude
Tripolitania
It’s Tripolis very own
Speaking through the microphone
Keeping it real till the day that im gone
Verse
Lemme talk about Libya for a minute
Yeah I sound native but I lived my whole life in it
They fucked it up things went bad I’m not lovin it
We don’t even have a motherfuckin government
Other than thieves with guns, they be thugging 24/7
We have no 9 eleven to call, no one clean, we all involved
Cuz all we do is be on drugs
Everybody’s thug somehow
Everybody cold as ice
The hood in US compare it to this, it’s paradise
You not safe if you step outside
And don’t got one piece at least by your motherfucking side
You can’t live this life, you better stay inside
They don’t care if you just walking by
Cause it’s like motherfucker what you doin in my hood at night
Everybody kills cause it’s just something to do right?
Poppin ‘em bills cause it’s something to do right?
These are dark times, shit is here is not beautiful and if you managed to make it outta here safe
Congratulates boy that’s a miracle
So what are we gonna do? We can’t keep on livin like this dude we kill each other
We steal from each other we can’t find peace and live peacefully together
Shit seems like we forgot how to love one another
For real…
Interlude
But we gotta find a way right
Tomorrow’s a brand new day
We gotta get to fixin’ ‘fore it’s to late
I mean for the next generation, yeah we gotta make it
And this is real story not from my imagination
Saif El Gaddafi: شيء مؤسف جدا
كل ليبي مضطر أن يحمل السلاح ويدافع عن نفسه
Verse
So what you know about the 3rd world?
They don’t want us live in peace my nigga so it’s always more wars
Illuminati I guess I don’t know much politics but pac knew and they got him killed in his 20s at 96, shit
You prolly know that already but nobody speak about it cuz illuminati topics is deadly
But fuck em I’m in Tripoli, tell ‘em to come and get me
I’m here and I’mma always will be
I’m lowkey makin history
Hiphop is my escape and my motherfuckin way to speak
So don’t mind me, I’m just thinking outta loud
I put all of my thoughts in these native bars
You think it’s easy? Just fucking try
Making it big is what i always fantasize about
Hope I’m not dreamin bigger than I should
Hope I’m getting it good
The first to go global outta this jungle, aye I’m tryna be that dude
And don’t take anything I say personally
I don’t wanna be misunderstood, I’m just tryna keep it real
So I be out here spittin the truth you better be quite when i get in the booth, inspirin the youth and it isn’t like im that old or something
I’m talking bout the way i do it so pay me respect and show me your fucking gratitude
Straight outta Tripoli, young nigga with an attitude
Tripolitania