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Ice Bandolier (Prod. Ta​-​ku)

from Basic Math EP by Primavera Vills

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Peep the scandal, chillin' in the crib.
Bedroom scented weed and candles. Feels like I'm choppin' up a sample
From real life. She looked me in the eye like "Ry, why don't you like me?
Don't deny your wifey gets shat on.
I know you, and I listen to your rap songs.
You spin 'em, make 'em rotate. No debate, it shouldn't take that long.
I'ma make you love me." That's what she said to me.
I think she on that Senzu bean, so yo I had to be
The Anchorman, Burgundy forecast. Metaphoric blood lust
Rush to report spam. Of course she got the kitchen all funky and shit.
I'm tryin' to drown it out.
Cuppin' Campbell's chunkiest tits, I skipped soup mix.
Two sixteens split to Centre Ave. past Schenley.
Lookin' like I invented math, don't ass-kiss me.
Trayb God had a passion for disciples.
Done seen 'em backstabbed and left stranded with the title of
Rifle Toter Pro. No negotiations.
Head blown on its own, but the sniper stole the show.
Newly acquired license on the road, cobblestone.
When she asked to stay the night, I thought twice, and told her no.
The ice was thin as fuck from the rip.
She got me one up on a nut, but enough of this bitch. Outfit thrower.
Hold up, I missed which suit was led after the birthday.
It shouldn't had even happened like that in the first place.
I'm slippin'. Hair trigger grippin', nothin' slick about it.
Haunted house halls gettin' crowded.
Dallas dickin' down Debbie cakes. Left arm levitated
Heavy weights. Missed the registration for the eight-pack.
Mirror Johnny Cage match, stainless via Ajax.
Bathtime Boogie Nights, heist got the safe snatched.
Didn't want to chase, but the taste had a kick.
Somethin' about this last name is just great as it gets.
Here thinkin' shit is extra sweet, love got a bad name,
Framed 'cause the flesh was weak. I won't speak further.
A little later, she left. I caught my breath until the next day.
Main Love hit me with a text like
"I'm so sorry that I lost my cool. It's like you don't care.
Pullin' out my hair tryin' to talk to you.
I'm outside, could you let me in?"
The wind blowin' off the window like let's begin the ending.
I went down, opened the door and told her she's forgiven.
Committin' sins that didn't need a mention.
She came in for a hug, the bloodhound nose smelled another scent from above.
I'm fucked now.
Wanted so much to rat the truth...
But I kept my mouth shut 'cause she ain't got no proof.
But yo, she came in suspicious. Threw a fit of rage through the dishes.
Lipstick chillin' in the kitchen.
Told her she was trippin'...little did I know,
The little hoe took a picture of us chillin'.
Somehow got my girl's number and she sent it to her.
Now she's breakin' down cryin'. I admit it to her. Damn.
Who would've thought a day could change so much?
Yesterday, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout the trayb so much. Sheeit.
Now she's left hangin', Crystal Lake chandelier.
Pawn shop of sadness, the sash was ice bandolier.

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from Basic Math EP, released October 29, 2013

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Primavera Vills Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

I'm Uncle Chuck Musto, the Trayb God. When you download a project, be sure to make the genre "100% Trayb" in your iTunes.

Trayb is a way of life.

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