Genuine Street Mix by Triflicts Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Corona Deluxe up in here, yeah
37 fast, Triflicts, you know what I'm sayin'
Word is bond, word is bond, worldwide
It's like this, we known
Worldwide, worldwide, worldwide, worldwide, worldwide
Worldwide, worldwide
A new fort smokin' (Yeah), L tokin' (Word up)
Beer chokin', skins blazin' (All that kid)

[Verse 1]
You can't fuck with my flow, it's tight merciless
Senseless, try to curse this style that leaves nickle and dime rhymers feelin' worthless
I run more games than ESPN
Make you nervous with my tongue like I was eatin' out a lesbian
I say fuck it, rugged Triflicts is [?] niggas in they mouths for talkin' all that pussy shit
Beef whatever, to free the nether
I'm terror while niggas will be terrible forever

[Verse 2]
I'm kinetic master, hot like the Sahara Desert
The pressure apply to make you hide in Bermuda Triangle
With the PC label, stable ain't the norm
Your crew mournin' like Alonso, get my mojo risin' like André
Boy you gets played like Hugh Hefner, undress her
I believe ya, back and forth, I freaks (Word up, yo) (Preacher)
[Verse 3]
Fuck fame, I flay more competition
My name brings weight like DEA exhibition
Status in the mission on this composition
Champion like Ric Flair and career's in submission
Top position, I'll be the cure for opposition
Dosin' [?] one doc, Kevorkian's prescription
My diction forever blow flows to extinction
Friction forever blowin' scars in description

[Chorus]
To my people on the left (Worldwide, worldwide)
To my people on the right (Worldwide, worldwide)
To my people in the front (Worldwide, worldwide)
To my people in the back (Right on)

[Verse 4]
I serve vagrants to pedigrees, similes into memories
My energy be the remedy for enemies
I need more legroom than centipedes
I'm maximisin', I'll end your whole world like the horizon
So take precaution or face the arson
My style'll break you up like divorcin'
Child I'm not fair like Morgan
Even on tours I'll open clinics on stage and give microphone abortion
[Verse 5]
A styler who's flyer than a hockey team in Philly
Smash your achilles, tendin', no pretendin'
I'll destroy ya, annoy ya, increase paranoia and anxiety
Variety hittin' and transmittin' with more English than Great Britain
You need a lightnin', I know it's frightenin'
Tryna face a black tighten when the climax - highten (Highten)

[Verse 6]
The crash slam roll'll rip the soul out your frame
Last breath, twist the ritual, bring the flame
I reign on a secure metaphors when my dome pour my syntax
To make the quadriplegics get up and clap
Lyrical structure to rupture your name
Battle this, you couldn't play me with a structures to my game
I gave heartless niggas cardiac arrest
My text will make an atheist have faith and pray for death
I flow rages devastatin' like Tokyo
Guess nigga, I cripple more foes than Polio
Close your eyes and concentrate
Try to see what you can't, you go blind (Keep lookin')

[Chorus]
To my people on the left (Worldwide, worldwide)
To my people on the right (Worldwide, worldwide)
To my people in the front (Worldwide, worldwide)
To my people in the back (Worldwide, worldwide)
To my people on the left (Worldwide, worldwide)
To my people on the right (Worldwide, worldwide)
To my people in the front (Worldwide, worldwide)
To my people in the back (Make that money son)
[Outro]
Yeah, word up
Mr. Sinister, uh
Get big son (What?), get big son (What?), get big son (What?), get big
Corona Deluxe, just ice
Aight, get big son uh, uh...