Hustlin Remix by TravLinkin Lyrics
[Intro]
[Verse:1 TravLinkin]
In the left till I have to change
Speed it up bob& weave dip through the space
Your bitch, my crib, face first in the pillow case
Up late next day pale face
Breaking the nug like a vase
I'm 4hrs. &20min. ahead of pace
My actions control your reactions, "huuuhh"
Improving my dedicated advances, you lost your chances
Lots of people glance, not knowing that I rap
I seem to enlighten ones knowledge who is not enhanced
The way I'm spittin' has em' jawdroppin' in need of a chin strap
I got a magnificent plan competition don't understand
Accepting the stroke of her hand cause she perfected her fenes'
Organized speech through my teeth
Leafs leave a fresh breathe
If I'm cheesing you know the reason
Better drive then an instructor at the DMV
Critical to keep the mindstate of a hippie
Mentally I don't have any boundaries
In disbelief on how my medicated relief
Isss so mutha' fuckin' "G"
[Hook: TravLinkin]
I'm cutting the local rapper ratio
Coming cool, calm, collective, &patient though
Real scenario
Young rap artist from the V-A-L-P-O
&I'm T-R-A-V-L-I-N-K-I-N
From my mind to the pen
Paper to the microphone
Then back to scribbling my pen
I spit I spit
They hate it they hate it
I love it I love it
Mature enough soo I'm above it, wanna see what I can do with it wellll'
I spit I spit
They hate it they hate it
I love it. . . hahahah
[Verse:2 TravLinkin]
This is all my impervise, 24/7 music listening& correctin' my writtens
That's my daily exercise, recongnize "TravLinkin"&rap are a perfect fittin'
Like some levi jeans
By any means I steer away from being caught up in the usually routine
All these rappers soundin' like programmed machines
If the rap game was a college your not impressing any deans
F-f-f-fadin' bombay lemonadin' origami strawberry cough tastin'
Kick bitches out who start room raidin', deflectin those hatin'
Suppose I know how to decode&decompose digital notes books
Voice deployment cloud nine mind
BabyCakes intertwined in the chronical timeline beautiful like chimes
Tatt'd fine dime at my five to nine, nine to five I'm critiquing rhymes
Sick of all these mic comedians
I attack with napoleon tactic lyrics
Dwight's the grandfather far from eisehower
Though through the family lungs runs flower power
This the cannabis canvas first song off transcendental meditation tracklist
[Hook: TravLinkin]
I'm cutting the local rapper ratio
Coming cool, calm, collective, &patient though
Real scenario
Young rap artist from the V-A-L-P-O
&I'm T-R-A-V-L-I-N-K-I-N
From my mind to the pen
Paper to the microphone
Then back to scribbling my pen
I spit I spit
They hate it they hate it
I love it I love it
Mature enough soo I'm above it, wanna see what I can do with it wellll'
I spit I spit
They hate it they hate it
I love it. . . hahahah
[Verse:1 TravLinkin]
In the left till I have to change
Speed it up bob& weave dip through the space
Your bitch, my crib, face first in the pillow case
Up late next day pale face
Breaking the nug like a vase
I'm 4hrs. &20min. ahead of pace
My actions control your reactions, "huuuhh"
Improving my dedicated advances, you lost your chances
Lots of people glance, not knowing that I rap
I seem to enlighten ones knowledge who is not enhanced
The way I'm spittin' has em' jawdroppin' in need of a chin strap
I got a magnificent plan competition don't understand
Accepting the stroke of her hand cause she perfected her fenes'
Organized speech through my teeth
Leafs leave a fresh breathe
If I'm cheesing you know the reason
Better drive then an instructor at the DMV
Critical to keep the mindstate of a hippie
Mentally I don't have any boundaries
In disbelief on how my medicated relief
Isss so mutha' fuckin' "G"
[Hook: TravLinkin]
I'm cutting the local rapper ratio
Coming cool, calm, collective, &patient though
Real scenario
Young rap artist from the V-A-L-P-O
&I'm T-R-A-V-L-I-N-K-I-N
From my mind to the pen
Paper to the microphone
Then back to scribbling my pen
I spit I spit
They hate it they hate it
I love it I love it
Mature enough soo I'm above it, wanna see what I can do with it wellll'
I spit I spit
They hate it they hate it
I love it. . . hahahah
[Verse:2 TravLinkin]
This is all my impervise, 24/7 music listening& correctin' my writtens
That's my daily exercise, recongnize "TravLinkin"&rap are a perfect fittin'
Like some levi jeans
By any means I steer away from being caught up in the usually routine
All these rappers soundin' like programmed machines
If the rap game was a college your not impressing any deans
F-f-f-fadin' bombay lemonadin' origami strawberry cough tastin'
Kick bitches out who start room raidin', deflectin those hatin'
Suppose I know how to decode&decompose digital notes books
Voice deployment cloud nine mind
BabyCakes intertwined in the chronical timeline beautiful like chimes
Tatt'd fine dime at my five to nine, nine to five I'm critiquing rhymes
Sick of all these mic comedians
I attack with napoleon tactic lyrics
Dwight's the grandfather far from eisehower
Though through the family lungs runs flower power
This the cannabis canvas first song off transcendental meditation tracklist
[Hook: TravLinkin]
I'm cutting the local rapper ratio
Coming cool, calm, collective, &patient though
Real scenario
Young rap artist from the V-A-L-P-O
&I'm T-R-A-V-L-I-N-K-I-N
From my mind to the pen
Paper to the microphone
Then back to scribbling my pen
I spit I spit
They hate it they hate it
I love it I love it
Mature enough soo I'm above it, wanna see what I can do with it wellll'
I spit I spit
They hate it they hate it
I love it. . . hahahah