Tre’s Holiday by Tre Yamaguchi Lyrics
[ Verse 1 ]
Wrist icy like it’s winter time
On the run smoking key lime
On the come up yes I’m in my prime
That’s real rap and I don’t have to rhyme
I’m bout to kill like my name is Bill
Bars got me thinking I need an Advil
You think you’re my competition
Come on I’m the original edition
Acting shady where is the partition
Coming for me assume the position
Spit my verse now it’s checkmate
Tryna make another me , duplicate
You could never be me you live in Section Eight
Dead you and throw you off the interstate
You watching my moves now I gotta orchestrate
Rising up for my people , I am the delegate
You got a silver platter I got a gold plate
Everything I do they gotta dictate
I’ll have hella kids at this birth rate
I’m the teacher , where is my nameplate
Secure the bag gotta get my check up
Big bucks , you ain’t even a runner up
Using people for a weak cover up
Come on man you bout soft as a dixie cup
I’m ahead of you now it’s bottoms up
You thought you were the king , must’ve been a mix up
Stop playing son , you really think you’re up next
Imma keep fighting like Malcolm X
Pay ya homage , with a 5 million dollar check
You a broke boy , stop tryna flex
You know that our paths will never intersect
You’ll never catch me inside a duplex
Everybody knows that you’re obsessed
Not on my level , so now you wanna protest
Man I’ll whip you like we in the Wild West
Fresh to death , in my Sunday best
The rap game is a full blown contest
Everybody knows that I’m better than the rest
Had to make the diss cause I can’t take no more
I’m preparing for a big rap war
And you’re about to witness a blood galore
Rip your head off , toss it out the back door
I am showing no mercy
Starting off my successful journey
Gotta prove to everybody that I’m worthy
By doing this I’m paving a roadway
You’ll never be nothing but a protege
Murdered this it was child’s play
[ Chorus ]
This is Tre’s Holiday
Imma remain on top while everyone dies away
I am the new king this is a PSA
You shooting shots at me but they ricochet
I’m on my own, it’s Independence Day
King at his palace open the gateway
This is jiu-jitsu and I’m the sensei
Imma continue to rule while you go M.I.A
Wrist icy like it’s winter time
On the run smoking key lime
On the come up yes I’m in my prime
That’s real rap and I don’t have to rhyme
I’m bout to kill like my name is Bill
Bars got me thinking I need an Advil
You think you’re my competition
Come on I’m the original edition
Acting shady where is the partition
Coming for me assume the position
Spit my verse now it’s checkmate
Tryna make another me , duplicate
You could never be me you live in Section Eight
Dead you and throw you off the interstate
You watching my moves now I gotta orchestrate
Rising up for my people , I am the delegate
You got a silver platter I got a gold plate
Everything I do they gotta dictate
I’ll have hella kids at this birth rate
I’m the teacher , where is my nameplate
Secure the bag gotta get my check up
Big bucks , you ain’t even a runner up
Using people for a weak cover up
Come on man you bout soft as a dixie cup
I’m ahead of you now it’s bottoms up
You thought you were the king , must’ve been a mix up
Stop playing son , you really think you’re up next
Imma keep fighting like Malcolm X
Pay ya homage , with a 5 million dollar check
You a broke boy , stop tryna flex
You know that our paths will never intersect
You’ll never catch me inside a duplex
Everybody knows that you’re obsessed
Not on my level , so now you wanna protest
Man I’ll whip you like we in the Wild West
Fresh to death , in my Sunday best
The rap game is a full blown contest
Everybody knows that I’m better than the rest
Had to make the diss cause I can’t take no more
I’m preparing for a big rap war
And you’re about to witness a blood galore
Rip your head off , toss it out the back door
I am showing no mercy
Starting off my successful journey
Gotta prove to everybody that I’m worthy
By doing this I’m paving a roadway
You’ll never be nothing but a protege
Murdered this it was child’s play
[ Chorus ]
This is Tre’s Holiday
Imma remain on top while everyone dies away
I am the new king this is a PSA
You shooting shots at me but they ricochet
I’m on my own, it’s Independence Day
King at his palace open the gateway
This is jiu-jitsu and I’m the sensei
Imma continue to rule while you go M.I.A