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trying to breathe
I speak with fiery speech
I am besieged by liars
Trying to be what I am
But I am unique
Maybe it's finally time that I leave
And find

this whole album in my bedroom closet
And I'm coming with the thump that can thump yo noggin
I was raised off that cotton and I got to know, got to know

Artist: Big Ham
Song Title: That Trill Shit
Album: Love Of Hip Hop & Hustle Vol 2
Typed By aaron.hamilton08@yahoo.com

Intro: (Big Ham)
Intro:  yeah

Artist: Big Ham
Song Title: That Trill Shit
Album: Love Of Hip Hop & Hustle Vol 2
Typed By aaron.hamilton08@yahoo.com

Intro: (Big Ham)
Intro:  yeah

yet but I'm a legend
It's shown coulda been worse
I could be callin from the jail on the phone
Even when I'm by myself I got the
Strap so I ain't never

on the prowl, I know my moms proud
Albums with no curses just so she could sing my songs loud
Still put em on em CDs so y'all blast it in the cars now, driving

a bad album they said it was the end of me
You thought you were the cool guy that's what you pretend to be

dependent on the weather
Toxic smoke up in my lungs, I'll live forever

I'm lost in the streets, now I'm lost in a dream
I've been working on an album with

I'll have to stunt
Illin' flows material sick my album marked hazardous
Stay flyer than Ms. Frizzle doe sittin' high class like her magic bus
InsomniWuka

time

Live from the Rue
Prophet Soul you know the code
Get it by any means
Before we start to lose control
Scholars spit higher learning
You can see I'm

discussed by future Hip Hop
Philosophies
It’s gotta be the greatest ever
Born again sonically
My shit is the first coming of that chronic
The bomb, bomb see

magic then open yo lip
I don't hesitate kill that pussy boy if that lil boy a snitch
Never been up in that cell but be a snitch we gon lock it in
Never

in the middle of the night
I got up and looked around
Prepared to die of fright
I found a dusty book on a delapidated shelf
Had it been written by

Hopeless romantic
Scars prove tragic
Magic isn't real but neither is what you believe
Children of the static
At home in the havoc
The only thing

Final Round

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

Chorus
It’s the final round (3X)
Final boss final showdown

not needed 
Just keep the machine working well
Hungry business brains 
Squeezing profits from the fans… on and on
How should we be outraged
By all

and just like your diet bro I wouldn't wanna
Try your flow so please just go
Because you do not know what it takes be great and grow
Until you have something

album get the bitches hella lit
New sound new town I'm expanding it
Empire, new car got a turbo in it
Hot boy fraud boy like a top boy Netflix innit
New

Operator
Ayy
Shop play dine my funties
All alone or my friends wit' me
Perfect birthday by accident
Album cover that's the reference
Let's get this

a couple of armed tracks
So you can catch the magic that be coming out my trap
I put the cans on cause I go hand on
Need it a little louder so that I can

These basic bitches be counting money but never spend it
I ride around with the semi auto the clip extended
They wanna cap me I'm disappointed cause

My happy state in the void
I miss the times when I was hella captivated by joy, yeah
And they pray that im sick and my throat dry
Cus i stay on their

be my wife
Can not wait
Till that day
I can say that you’re my wife
This the is the end of my album
Hope you realize how far I’ve come
And watch your

Gotta stay on the nice
List
All of that for the ice
Drip
Album soon like clock
Tick
Oh go
Hide the presents
On some psychedelic
Candy canes I can smell it