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Trmph
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Trmph은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2022년 1월 26일일에 VYGR에서 발매되었습니다.Time Passes By
2022년 1월 26일
라벨VYGR
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Fuck with me, get in line
 I got an itch in my spine
 A warning sign, no time for these swines
 I'm on the climb, turn them all into a bunch of rinds
 Bitch you know who I am
 All the haters I defy them
 Check your ions, shots in the air L'chaim
 You can come celebrate my triumph
 My sound through your speakers, heat seekers
 Straight to your ears, moving the gears
 Of my dream machine
 Now picture this glorious scene
 Clearer then Visine, looking like James Dean
 I'm making a hit, a brand new whip
 With a fine ass chick on my hip
 Chasing this dream and I won't slip
 While buddy of mine
 Selling dope down the block
 But luck runs out at the tick of the clock
 He says Imma change my life tomorrow
 You got twenty I can borrow
 Then tomorrow, the same routine
 Sorry, I need to start investing in my dreams
 But you act like if you don't have it
 I can't have these things
 Knife in the spleen, a bloody scene
 We can both be kings
 But i'm the only one willing to pursue these dreams
 Imma make a clean break
 A getaway, so get away
 I don't fuck with your energy
 If you ain't proud of me, you're my enemy
 Talk shit, I'll make you eat your own words
 Human Centipede
 With just a stroke of the pen
 Leave your mind like inbred
 Straight from Deliverance
 I'm the crème de la crème
 Knowing me will be the pinnacle
 Of your existence
I'm feeling like I just won
 Who wants to be a millionaire
 I feel like rocky when he reached
 The top of the stairs
 The hustle no one in the world
 Can compare
 I'm feeling like I just won
 Who wants to be a millionaire
 I feel like rocky when he reached
 The top of the stairs
 The hustle no one in the world
 Can compare
Since I was eleven
 I curse, so I can never go to heaven
 I heard that from the reverend
 They say your going to hell
 Cause you fucked me before the wedding
 I been to the pearly gates and back
 And it only took seven seconds
 They judge you, so they recon
 They can come and judge me too
 But I'm on the dark side of the moon
 Not another brick in the wall, a modern Warhol
 A blast from the past
 With a back from the future soul
 I got that new drip
 Still haters be moving their lips
 I got to explain where my domain
 So we can put you in a lane
 Exploit all my pain, make some monetary gains
 Walk down memory lane
 Holes on the wall, one from bashing my skull
 Don't blame my brother for that
 Just things we learned from dad
 Mother and I, one room
 To stay away from the monsoon
 Though my life was doom
 All I needed is a different tune
 Made my own luck, like a double headed coin
 To face the mic and record this joint
 I Ain't hip, but I still make you hop
 So I laugh all the way to the top
 Exorcise my demons in my soul
 And I promise I will never flop
 May come as a shock but the top
 Isn't the fame or the charts
 It's the way you spit straight from the heart
 I'm space bound, Circle around
 The sun a couple times, I ain't coming down
 Arms up high to all the biblical creators
 They have my back against these cold blooded reptiles
 See you later
I'm feeling like I just won
 Who wants to be a millionaire
 I feel like rocky when he reached
 The top of the stairs
 The hustle no one in the world
 Can compare
 I'm feeling like I just won
 Who wants to be a millionaire
 I feel like rocky when he reached
 The top of the stairs
 The hustle no one in the world
 Can compare
Now put your hands up
 And come celebrate with me
 This is what triumph feels like
 This is what triumph feels like
 Now put your hands up
 And come celebrate with me
 This is what triumph feels like
 This is what triumph feels like
 Now put your hands up
 And come celebrate with me
 This is what triumph feels like
 This is what triumph feels like
 Now put your hands up
 And come celebrate with me
 This is what triumph feels like
 This is what triumph feels like
Written by: Juan Alfonso Vela
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