Artist: Trek Life Album: Hometown Foreigner Song: Intro Typed by: @TrekLife/Mello Music Group How many rhymes I gotta write for ya'll? Spit fire & re-enlighten ya'll Drop a brand new album & re-ignite the raw Me & Tommy back on the road not even slightly flawed It's super Cali time Without the fradalistic Fraudulent shit Years later niggas is actin different I guess the fame'll have a rapper trippin My brother told me Never ever react to bitches And so I can not will not wont do what they do Check the stats homie my legend is not a fable While you publicist made you and soon you'll be played dude Plus you lightweight drink your crew under the table But yo, I wrote this rhyme in the cov all day Bumpin Blakface Hawdwerk Jansport j Delta 9, Sean Wyze Poetic Force, propaganda NHI we on the rise Kept my eye on the prize required the steady grind Told my people we would make it one fan at a time That was the mission Behind the spitting And now I'm trippin' Watching it all take place and come into fruition And yo I hate a wack jam The same way that Oprah Winfrey hate the inner city black man That's a real lot Its like I want em killed off Whatever though, kick a flow, rock the show get the dough peel off Its like a classic caper of some sort We stack the paper just for comfort But that ain't all that we come for With Duke Westlake on the beat sign the check real quick The government be ya’ boy from the 6 I’m Trek Life at your service to rip…