Letras:
Trash Talk Luck

world and all of my heores are here in the dirt. I've seen bad moons, then the fall. If it wasnt for bad luck i'd have no luck at all. Now there's nothing

I nicknamed her bape chicken and yellow rice Pretty brown skin, long blonde hair And she know they talking but she never gon' care Cause when you balling trash-talk

your pity" Them downtown boys sure talk gritty It's so hard to be a saint in the city I was the king of the alley I could talk some trash I was the prince

back on top Here we are we'll never stop We stand ; indestructible Defeating us? impossible! Posting blogs Mock ; you do Replace the "FUCK" with "THANK YOU" Talk your trash

for your pity" Them downtown boys sure talk grittyIt's so hard to be a saint in the city I was the king if the alley I could talk some trash I was the

Straight from the hip kid, ya You've taken up in luck with Love starved imitations Hangin' out with crazies Feedin' you a sweet talk Sweet talk for a

the set (Check the flow) When niggaz try to get high-tech (Check the flow) The dialect's on the flex Smash, here comes the one that talks trash To garbage

you but still talk ta ya friends Don't stop to say hi or even reply The position is filled with fresh new material Keep ya head up, catch some black cat luck

Sour luck, niggas got and popped and swallow nuts For those that don't know, yo, I'm Herb Mcgruff I'm on some murder stuff And when I talk every word