Trinidad Moruga Scorpion

[Verse 1: FrivolousShara]
If we’re living by “do or die”
Most y’all haters suicidal
Go home Roger, grab a priest and grab a Bible
You don’t belong here, you need to fall back
I ain’t an advocate, but do it ‘till your skull cracks

Don’t worry ‘bout a funeral my bars steady cremate
Roasting marshmallows over dead dreams and dead weight
I knock ya out with no intro
That’s a blind date
They gon’ put me on the charts for my crime rate

And yo, that’s my mistake for a second I thought it was Hip-Hop’s
Swore I was topping these “rappers” like whip cream, I am that stuff
I’m putting in work while others got their hand out
You’re like Adolf
I’m gon’ shut your whole camp down

Music’s like candy, better without the wrappers?
I agree, I gotcho back; chiropractor
But I’m a gold mine
MC prophet to this gen
What a rich find
Shining Pokemon’s twin

[Hook: Blacktri4orce]
Nah, they don't want it
They talkin' but they ain't really opponents to these haters, what's up?
Standing tall, acting like they on it
But they ain't really ready for the moment, tell these haters, hold up!
Trinidad Moruga... spittin' them hot flames
Trinidad Moruga... spittin' them hot flames

[Verse 2: FrivolousShara]
Vroom vroom, like a Harley..
I’m making noise and I’ve hardly even started
This is my album’s debut
But I’ve been in the booth
Four years on the Tube
Birth place of guru
Aha
I’m feeling like the light
While these people shady
I wouldn’t sign my soul over if you paid me greatly
I see the real you
Oh so so see through
It’s a clear wrap for anyone who steps to me

Take your time
I’m on another level
I’m being escorted to the boss room
LEH-GO
All I see is a mirror, feeling like Goku
Super Saiyan Shara sinking suckas ships with alliteration
For you illiterates
After you hear this learn to spell ‘frivolous’

You’re feeling good?
I’m feeling better
Trinidad Moruga Scorpion
I am the hottest pepper, uh

[Hook]

[Verse 3: FrivolousShara]
I’ll leave you hurting, hanging like a hang nail
If you leave me out to dry, yes, I will get stale
My whole being is a trampoline
So imma bounce back
You think you ruined my day?
Nah homie, bump dat
No really, bump dat
Bump my music through the roof
Let it touch the sky and then the heaven for my blessing soon
I’ve been blessed; God gave me this life I live
I’m just trying to do it big, live it very big

You can’t run away
Music is nicotine
Told y’all before I’m addicted, guilty, I’m a fiend
I’ve relapsed and had withdrawals about a hundred times
You can’t appeal with this court, so yeah, um, never mind

I’m on the rise like boys seeing girls with tight shirts
Ain’t gonna do that with me, listen to this star burst
I’m playing the game right, collecting all these 1UP’s
On a quest to be one of the greats
Yeah, so what’s up?

[Hook]