Lyrics
Itching, from kitchens to biscuits
E14, I does this
It’s that one, no Teddy Ruxpin
Trimski, it’s the flow they can’t fuck with
I’ll pick three, and switch flows
With the same hand I pluck with, blood’s thick
Striker, Osama Trim Laden
Bicarb, D5, no Type R
Flee guy, I’m a die-hard
I hear the taunts and they cry bars
I creep up like Jendor
28 shots, side of the car
I said 28 shots, side of the car
I said 28 shots, side of the car
Yo, yo, who is he? Who is he?
I am Trim, who is he?
I’ve got a mash but I’ll flick out the ting, who is he?
He ain’t Scratch, why’s he here? Who is he?
Who is he? Who is he?
He ain’t fam, it ain’t that, who is he?
Keep on hearing his name, but
Who is he? Who is he? Who is he? Wait
These earthworms hate when they see
Cause there ain’t a pie that I ain’t gotta hand in
Or a big ting I ain’t sounding
The kid’s still lost in the flows I was founding
It’s just some 16s you don’t wanna see me come around with
Fuck a 16, who’s counting? Yeah
I surf the waves that most man drown in
Yo, yo, who is he? Who is he?
I am Trim, who is he?
I’ve got a mash but I’ll flick out the ting, who is he?
He ain’t Scratch, why’s he here? Who is he?
Who is he? Who is he?
He ain’t fam, it ain’t that, who is he?
Keep on hearing his name, but
Who is he? Who is he? Who is he? Wait
Yo, yo, who is he? Who is he?
I am Trim, who is he?
I’ve got a mash but I’ll flick out the ting, who is he?
He ain’t Scratch, why’s he here? Who is he?
Who is he? Who is he?
He ain’t fam, it ain’t that, who is he?
Keep on hearing his name, but
Who is he? Who is he? Who is he?
Shank van Tally
Itching, from kitchens to biscuits
E14, I does this
It’s that one, no Teddy Ruxpin
Trimski, it’s the flow they can’t fuck with
I’ll pick three, and switch flows
With the same hand I pluck with, blood’s thick
Striker, Osama Trim Laden
Bicarb, D5, no Type R
Flee guy, I’m a die-hard
I hear the taunts and they cry bars
I creep up like Jendor
28 shots, side of the car
I said 28 shots, side of the car (listen)
I said 28 shots, side of the car
Yo, yo, who is he? Who is he?
I am Trim, who is he?
I’ve got a mash but I’ll flick out the ting, who is he?
He ain’t Scratch, why’s he here? Who is he?
Who is he? Who is he?
He ain’t fam, it ain’t that, who is he?
Keep on hearing his name, but
Who is he? Who is he? Who is he?