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Tromedy Lyrics by Roosh Williams

Ain’t That The Truth

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(Roosh Williams)
People are jumpin off this plane with their parachutes equipped
But they don’t know how to workem it’s embarrassing as shit
And the parody’ll hit, because life is just a freefall
Feelings in my city have a tendency to see-saw
Bitch you gon get steamed raw, if you bring it round my way
This is not a ground of play - so don’t make me swing dogg
Look, to people thats listenin - Rizzle is comin up in his own lane
And every time, I finish on stage, I gotem all screamin he did it a-gain
This kid is in-sane, and ain't nobody even parallel
But dippin with this game is like I’m sittin on a carousel
Got me thinking where the hell is all the real people that I heard about??
Tried to be a straight shooter but they hit the turn around
Fuck it Ima burnem down, ain't too many options left
Looks like me and Hubbard finna be up on that Rockets shit
Back to back, and that’s a fact don’t confuse it
Everybody else full of excuses, losers
(Kyle Hubbard)
I really think these journalists are riding on the wrong penis
Anything that me and Mr. Willy drop beyond genius
Maybe I'm just conceited either that or too for real
Only aim to shoot and kill but faggots I am not heated
I just want your spot leave it
That's the nicest I can ask the second time is twice as bad
I hope you do not see it
Any word I drop heed it
Listen when I speak to you if you try to beef with dude
I'ma let my squad eat it
That's legitimate so fore you jumping in the mix
I hope you weigh the benefits of fucking with my kin and click
Cuz we here to get it in and after we go get it in
We gonna do that shit again till we begin to get our ends
Listen fool subliminals on twitter is so pitiful
A hundred forty characters to summarize the bitch in you
Follow?
In lam ens what I'm saying is you suck
Who's the best in Houston?
Better yet who gives a fuck
Hook:
When every body's somebody then no body's a fucking star
Don't pretend you any better than you really are
Because I know ya homie I can see you artificial
I know you fraudulent you fraud as shit and not official
Don't ya fuck with 'em baby don't ya fuck with 'em
Aye don't ya fuck with 'em homie don't ya fuck with 'em
Still you fools give it up for the wanna be
Tragic but comedic it's a motherfucking tromedy
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Roosh Williams

Roosh Williams

About “Tromedy” by Roosh Williams

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"Tromedy" appears on "Ain’t That The Truth".

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