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letra de under the radar - trizzmatic

intro (trizzmatic talking)

you know
some times you gotta get low
don’t let n-ggas all up in your f-ckin’ business
let’s go

hook (breana marin)

one thing that i learned is to lay low
under the radar
under the radar
i always end up getting so far
under the radar
under the radar
yeah

verse 1

you wanna k!ll me
do it now
why let time go by
we can thug it or slug it
that’s nine for nine
cause if i catch you
or catch him
that’s eye for eye
then i’m laying ya body lower than
spy vs spy
cause if you thinking cooking raw
ya head get tooken off
cause i’m not the one you booking
or should be looking for
i’m not waldo
i’m in ya hall yo
and we can all go
before the law show
new nine up in the cargos
like max payne
dive as i bust
and sh-lls fall slow
lift ya doors up
like a lambo murcielago
we can all feel the sorrow
a hard pill swallow
might let you shine today
then get you k!lled tomorrow
that’s a million dollars worth of game
like gill and wallo
n-ggas is not k!llers
that’s just the pills and bottles
be my outta state n-ggas
that be clapping at y’all
i turn around
disappear
then i’m back in the fog
what up
hook (breana marin)

one thing that i learned is to lay low
under the radar
under the radar
i always end up getting so far
under the radar
under the radar
yeah

verse 2

dropped the hammer down the sewer
four sh-lls with the ooze
in a mask
and what i did is like a felony too
on a rainy night
you know the ties
the crack life severs
i’m holding back like never
to k!ll a rat like shedder
some say the fast life’s better
i didn’t know my know needs
but yo to stack my cheddar
i had to slow my speed
f-ck no id
a n-gga nearly lost his life
from bullets to prison
them n-ggas tried to k!ll me twice
that’s why you gotta feel like
a four fifthin’
with the clip hanging
these streets cold as a mortician
pulling bullets out a dude’s stomach
they searching for who done it
i’m too blunted
swerving around like cool running
no bobsled team
just all dead dreams
that rose like a zombie
or better yet
the rose from the concrete
but still i’m low
like i’m trapping in shifts
put in my work
then i’m gone n-gga
back in the mist
what up
hook (breana marin)

one thing that i learned is to lay low
under the radar
under the radar
i always end up getting so far
under the radar
under the radar
yeah

verse 3

now ya main homie
got tendencies of a snake
drinking hennessy to the fame
plotting ya downfall
like you enemy of the state
and ya memory isn’t great
but you feeling it in ya gut
cause energy isn’t fake
you thought he was real
but these weak n-ggas more of
the kind that steal ya light
trying consume ya aura
trying absorb ya brain power
at the same hour
i call god
and tell him that i’m mad
he made cowards
maybe i don’t see the plan
i just see the van
with the window cracked
slugs fly out like peter pan
as the meter ran
i finally see the scam
but his heater jammed
now i’m the joker
with an even hand
i can leave the man
stuck inside the ground
like the pyramids in egypt’s sand
when the eagle blam
hunt me and get bucked
that’s what’s happening b-tch
i pull my hat down low
then i’m back in the wind
what up
hook (breana marin)

one thing that i learned is to lay low
under the radar
under the radar
i always end up getting so far
under the radar
under the radar
yeah
ooooohhhhhh
hhhhooooooo
yeah
lay low

- trizzmatic

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