No Frills (feat. DJ Sanchez)
Traen One
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Who got the skill (skills) Who got the skill (skills) Who got the skill (skills) Who got the skill (ya no frills) Welcome to the chill vibe sapor, the feel fine caper Drop the real like anchor, where my skill might take ya Lone hillside wrangler no ill mic tangler Throat kill like stranglers no frills like Franklins In my blood like glucose, word up like kudos Backyard in the mud summer sun where I grew those Cos sinkers hit the buge's, drinkers hit the booze Creepers hit the juice and the sleepers hit the snooze so The momentum, so threatened, don't reckon Stone steppin', snow leopard, slow kneckin' Home threat in the possession, correction The profession's, progression, no question It's just a mental note but the expert levels are low It used to be as high as the price that girls spend on clothes The treason in stroke it needs to go you'll need to un-stow Afraid some people need to know in order for them to grow I take it back to Tivoli and barely fit in Jimmy Rowes Beats would bang breakers belly swim at every show To reach the stage, basics earn respect and bless the phone Now the skills are runnin' rare in my section where did they go It's a slow motion picture like a home loaners stint To own their own quota fixtured on The Grove close to Mitcham A syllabus description, the smarts they gotta pick up These suicidal sinners disrespect the listener Aint got the frills, Aint got the deals Aint got the frills, Aint got the deals Aint got the frills, Aint got the deals Aint got the frills, I got the skills Skills like skills like bumpin' up scores Skills like skills like cut the rug raw Skills like skills like dunking I'm Jordan Who got the skill who drop the real I got that full length about to drop in full length around the Oz In full strength my album be a full length you bound to cop But I ain't bound to cops my sounds a hot round of shots Bounce and drop crowd the spot out the shop out of stock Strict business sittin' back at your place Beside the fact that I'm into it grinning jackin' the breaks I'm sick of rappers that fake as if there passion was hate for this industry I'm hittin' myself like graffin' the train The motivation seems to be for fame to say the least Got me sinking thinking if this air is safe to breathe When you announce and ruin crowds enough to make em flee I'm on the flip side like vinyl Traen will take you A to B So let me take you for a trip on track, since a kid with my dad I had them skills let them build then attack All you need is the equipment and lab, it's just like swimming a lap The skills flow like ink spill in the bag I'm Popeye armed popping his meal, my arm stronger than Neil I'll represent Clarke Kent and play the part by the wheel Sharpen skill before you ask for deal You get the message when impressions come in colour from the yard on steel My art concealed then passed on like cars on wheels Ain't jargon filled the bars hook like shark on reel And char like grill I hit scales like tarpons gill The star on shield just make sure who you draft got skills Skills, skills, skills I kill, wak emcee's with my skills Ya no frills, with no skill Suckers tried to diss now they got to go I rock any track, so don't play my My style of Hip Hop wont fall or flip flop Recognise the real, I got the skill for this Introduce you to the sweet nature, got buge's in each chamber My DJ is the demon on the wheels like speed racer The sneaky street shaker no need to be stranger And if you B flat we bump it up to C major Unique on bleak acre hittin' bricks like I'm Mario Strictly into pistacchio witness the impresario Rip a tune like Banana Boat interview of my RDO Dip you in the scenario every single bar I wrote I jump the quote and put it to ya like a freckle What's that cha say, take you to Anotha Level Growin up from Mitcham way complete rebels So what ya been up to Jack, sweet-f-all Days I thought through them, game like court fusion I aim to raise it high embrace the Lite I'm George Lucian Phrases brought to them narrate the core movement Now my lyrics heatin' up I let them Boyle like Susan I'm as crowd efficient when out of vision on sound restriction This is our decision, spending hours and thousands with it Quick fix behind the Caltex, see how flooded the valve gets That pounding in the back of the van, it ain't about sex But damn it feel good to see people up on it Unless they lack the skills they get eaten up on it If the speaker's aren't modest let ya hi-fi chill Defined by skill, I raise my voice high like Milk (Dee) Aint got the frills, Aint got the deals Aint got the frills, Aint got the deals Aint got the frills, Aint got the deals Aint got the frills, I got the skills Skills like skills like bumpin' up scores Skills like skills like cut the rug raw Skills like skills like dunking I'm Jordan Who got the skill who drop the real Skills, skills, skills I kill, wak emcee's with my skills Ya no frills, with no skill Suckers tried to diss now they got to go I rock any track, so don't play my My style of Hip Hop wont fall or flip flop Recognise the real, I got the skill for this
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