Odds Evens by Trin Lyrics

[Hook]
My style isn't odd this is getting even/
Told them I'm a scholar but they always call me heathen/
Dead to the world but you really breathin/
The odds and the evens/
[Trin Verse]

Student of the game look to God for the teachings/
I have arrived with a vendetta or the beatings/
I suffered in the battlefield/
Tell me I ain't got that Will/
Took a knee, landed on my back/
But I'm right back/
And that's why I'm ill/
Hear me rhyme get a chill/
Touch the people, how it feel?/
Got me like a fiend/
Looking kinda mean because I'm focused on my dream/
Game face is what I call it when I'm out here on the scene/
Queen, tell me I ain't royalty/
Tell me God ain't bless me with this gift/
He spoils me/
And in return for my keeper/
As an offering/
Im slaying all you rappers/
Send your soul to the reaper/
[Hook 2x]
My style isn't odd this is getting even/
Told them I'm a scholar but they always call me heathen/
Dead to the world but you really breathin/
The odds and the evens/

[R.O.E. Verse]