One TR3 - T.R.3 (John TR3 Pritchett Diss)

only one me. foh @tr3world #IMG LYRICS: They trying to clone me again I'm in a cut full of bloods Fighting off all the blue pills Triple cs up out the purple Show you how the blues feel Getting jazzy at the mouth Im quick to sew up loose ends Like granny with the bat I made it out the fucking basement Using survival tact's Tics Time upgrading my reality like currency But currently We purging Sea is overflowing Revelation living Jesus ain't got nothing on me Like why the fuck we drinking blood from our dead homies I lessen my chances of being famous when speaking truth I'm a activist in these streets Same energy up in the booth Spitting written soliloquy Poems fill in the history thats left blank Empty goals will leave you feeling thirsty for a conscious effort to drink down your misery Regurgitate an answer in the sun rise Settle my stomach bluntly Let the weed replace the Pepto Imma clepto about my veggies Building gardens in my temple This body just don't belong in a ocean of empty vessels Time is money and I spent it on rental Body for body Jumped in the physics from the SPIRITUAL The mental for hire That's why we buying our dreams instead of living them Emporium of faucet visuals Dripping down my face As my race replace leadership that burned this place Hell or heavenly Duality What you perceive is not correct unless envisioned as me Myself and I You not 3 All I need is one me