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Chronic Knowledge Ft Keith - Trophy - RightOffTheDome

T asked me the other day if I would grant a feature on a song of his. I did not need to listen - "Of course" I told him. He tore this beat up. Shoutout to Chronic Knowledge. This song is called "Trophy" by Chronic Knowledge Ft. Keith from KLA - Lyrics are down below in this Description Hope you enjoy(ed.) And if you want to be a help in allowing this music effort to grow, feel free to: ►Like ►Subscribe ►Comment ►Share (All comments are reviewed on this channel, if commenting is allowed on this video. If you do not see yours, it may have been deemed inappropriate, too biased for approval, or to the account holder's dismay.) Lyrics: [Verse 1 (Chronic)] I'm a rap master! Feeling like a little fuckin' lucky bastard! I been in the game - Tryn'a chase the fame And then I got it very soon after... Been at it lately and it's safe to say I'm the only one who won't fade away! Like the kids getting blazed on the day to day... Used to be me but now I stay away! On my grind - Try'na pave the way, To the fuckin' bank so I can save the pay, 'Cause I'm in the game and I came to play, I plan to score - That's the Chronic way! Knowledge dropped - Y'all gettin' schooled! Ya only rap 'cause you think it's cool... You think you hot, but you really not And you really just sound like a fuckin' tool... Play for keeps - Better lace the sneaks I snatch the mic - like 'Ye - you weak, Bass turned up - Can't hear you speak, Got the flow on the track to keep your interest peaked! Fuck your skills - I'll kill you off! Shots to the lungs and I barely cough... Go hard on the track y'all sounding soft... Better lock your windows - Microsoft! Murder beats - I kill the league Fuck the score, 'cause you know I lead! Droppin' hits - And then I drop your team! Why the fuck y'all wanna battle me?! I'm the best you heard, like, cattle... See...? Clever on the track... Got a simile No one can compare to me Got the skills - And the flow - Who would dare compete?! Trashin' rappers and MCs - Like every day's garbage day for me, Leave ya ass on the curb - You've forsaken me I think you've got me mistaken, see? I'm on the top - I'll never fall! Run the game - I'll take you all! Six-Foot-Three - I'm standing tall! Keep spittin' in the mic 'til the curtain call! 'Cause damn i go hard when I get the rock! Time to shine you can check the clock! System bumpin' - Speakers stocked! Engine roaring - Never docked! 'Cause I'm flyin' in - I'm taking first, I got the bars that'll quench your thirst... Bad behavior it's the worst... That's straight fire - Unrehearsed! [Chorus (Chronic)] Bringing home the gold... Shit I'll be bringing home the gold... Iced out - That's cold... I better die young 'cause I ain't never getting old... I told my mama I'ma bring her home a trophy... Gold plated with my name lookin' so fly... I'm just rappin' - Try'na show her what it's worth She say she feels blessed but I've been blessed since birth... [Verse 2 (Chronic) Okay, hello, Mr. Knowledge... Heard you dropped out of college...? Yeah I did - What's it to you? Now my rap skills are polished! I been writing every day - Try'na make my parents proud! ...Hoping one day I could be on stage... And they'll be in the crowd... Screaming out "Chronic Knowledge!" - And throwing up a K While I'm speaking in the mic - Rappin' with KLA! That's my brother from another mother - Spittin' every day Kick a freestyle flow - Bro tell em what you gotta say! [Chorus (Chronic)] Bringing home the gold... Shit I'll be bringing home the gold... Iced out - That's cold... I better die young 'cause I ain't never getting old... Told my mama I'ma bring her home a trophy... Gold plated with my name lookin' so fly... I'm just rappin' - Try'na show her what it's worth She say she feels blessed but I've been blessed since birth... [Keith] H-Hard time. Hard ways. My mama... Told Me... Do you - Always! And d-d-d-don't rap it softly... That's a sad way... Look around - Always T-T-T-Trust no one - Mama say Taught me good - Class A On track. Never slack. And I don't look back - 'Til I kill a rap! I honor my mama - You know that's where I'm at! I take A.L.K. Reverse that to: K.L.A. Yeah! And I do this shit for T. ...But I rap this for my mama... And me! ...That's right... [Chorus (T)] ...Bringin' home the gold... Shit I'll be bringing home the gold... Iced out that's cold... I better die young before my mama get's old... I told my mama I'ma bring her home a trophy. Gold plated with her name, lookin' so fly! Best mama in the world - That's a first And I'm glad that I'm yours - I've been blessed since birth :)