Don’t Trip! lyrics
by Esham
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Once upon a time I was broke and hungry
I told you that before so let me get on with my story
I chill in Detroit on the East side of town
I can remember when n*ggas screamed "Pony Down!"
Times have changed so I've changed with the times
Many didn't know I was always rockin' rhymes
Some b*tches was illin', spillin' and spittin' out venom
I'm cool and casual so I don't wear denim
And call me fake and weak and wack and worthless
Now I'm blockin', dropped this legit and so I'm fresh, yes
Change your tune, soon you'll be a fan
And everywhere you go you got my di*k in your hand
I used to be fake, that's what you told your crew
So now when they see me they jock too
Oh, let me get it straight, I'm just a joke ya'll was playin'
In fact you really didn't know what you were sayin'
And slippin', you're trippin' off my lifestyle
'Cause I'm funky fresh cool and never wild
So all ya'll hoes grab my tip and get a good grip
Before you fix your lip to diss, don't trip!
[Interlude]
[Verse 2]
You used to tell me like a 40 but you never swallow me
And everywhere I go it seems the rumors would follow me
Said I suck up, setup, and stick up
Ruinin' my rep hopin' yours might pick up
He say, she say, you say I'm fake
Give me a break, what does it take to make
You understand jealousy ain't hittin'
n*ggas think they did, but they didn't 'cause they're bullsh*ttin'
Hoes on the sidelines readin' the headlines
Before I was fake, now I'm they man, they all lyin'
Tryin' to replace me with rumors and a bad rep
f*ck the rumors, I'm quiet as kept and I step
Callin' me broke, sayin' I'm a joke, and all hopin'
That they was me so they could see how E livin'
I'm livin' swell as hell, brother can't you tell
I stay calm and cool, smooth, will never yell
My mind is worth a million dollars, but I won't sell it
I'm goin' to tell it like it is, that's the only way to tell it
I'm ice, brother, watch your step, don't slip
Before you wind up on your ass, don't trip!
[Interlude]
[Verse 3]
You act like your basing on the real deal
Said the only thing I buy at McDonald's is a kiddy meal
How you figure, another pus*y ass n*gga
Trippin' off my fame, yo your name's Jack tripper
I had to let them know I'm the best in the city, ho
You're trippin' like a man in too drunk video
You said I was faker than a three Dollar bill, son
Your mom's so fake, you got change for one
n*ggas ain't the only ones trippin', hoes trippin' too
To the fake phony b*tches, f*ck you
Talkin' behind my back, tellin' your girl what I ain't got
Tellin' them how I'm this and tellin' them how I'm that
Well tell them how I f*cked you
And tell them how you sucked, ooh!
It felt so good b*tch you ought to do it again
For the next time ya'll talkin'
Ya'll better not be tellin' on me
'Cause ya'll can suck my di*k, don't T-R-I-P
[Outro]