Ain't Trippin - El Da Sensei, The Returners, Ghettosocks

We cop it off and blast, brag with slang editorial

Man they never called you when the loot becomes recordable

Audible pro I smash lines into winery

Locked in the booth with the neighbors is where you find me

Trippin' from days back, but now I’m futuristic

2009 still thrill with linguistics

Dwell underneath in the thick of the beat

Pick up your feet and wake you from your slumbering sleep

Pummel the weak and spit like street sweepers in broad day

Spit it the hard way like Cosby on an off day

Crazed and throw it together in a better context

Always brand new like the cat who ain’t signed yet

Rhyme vet, in shape like cardio in the gym

Heartless with the pen, regardless who you send

Tim, Socks and me, together we team

Blowin' off steam, Returners you know the routine

Cats wanna front on the name

«I ain’t trippin'»

I’mma keep showin' up on the bill so deal with it

Heat rocks still kickin' my dude

«I ain’t trippin'»

Cock back, hot raps and you know we got that

We keep a rappers feet to the flames

«I ain’t trippin'»

Packin' with capacity crowds so stay flippin'

«I ain’t trippin'»

«No, I’m not playin' with ya»

Dude, I’m not trippin', your tunes are not hittin'

The Sock spittin', clock chicks gin on the rocks sippin'

My Pulp Fiction will knock you out the box limpin'

And hot writtens, clown kids like Robot Chicken

My clique’s bangin' like chip wagons packed with?

We called your blog «Raw Dawg» and crashed the server

Enthusiasm curber, we’ll smash your promo

Playin' hot potato with your head and catch a murder

After I lash out I’m sewing your eyelids

Fly shit, burn your retinas and fill up your mind quick

I call your chick Dell cause she’s building a virus

That’ll cast away your friends like on Gilligan’s Island

Look, even your mom loves to see this kid rhyme

But when you free I actually see the stink lines

I’m three to six times, easily this big time

Cause to crush they A game I never need to bring mine

We keep a rappers feet to the flames

«I ain’t trippin'»

Packin' with capacity crowds so stay flippin'

«I ain’t trippin'»

Cats wanna front on the name

«I ain’t trippin'»

I’mma keep showin' up on the bill so deal with it

Heat rocks still kickin' my dude

«I ain’t trippin'»

Cock back, hot raps and you know we got that

«No, I’m not playin' with ya»