Tryx-Tah - Up To My Old Tryx

So who am I? I'm just proving I'm
Up to my old tricks, that the customers know best
I've been euthanized but I refused to die
Cupid designed this suit and tie, so I'm just proving why
I'm up to my old tricks, that are loved by your own kids
I'm going to use this time to review my life
Listen in as I open up, little kid with a chip on my shoulder front
Some rules I've confused, and I know my stuff
I love school, only cuz I hated home so much
Anywhere else was a beautiful place
14, at that puberty stage, every lunchtime – I'm making music with Daze
But we never used it for pay, just to hit the root of the pain
Every bar was a punch, a right or a left hook
I was right into giney with the best looks
It was time for me to step foot
Into university, I swapped the mic for a textbook
Fast forward the page with the poverty gap
Now, you'll find me paying property tax
I got the worst anger you could possibly have
But like reverse cameras I'm watching my back
So who am I? I'm just proving I'm
Up to my old tricks, that the customers know best
I've been euthanized but I refused to die
Cupid designed this suit and tie, so I'm just proving why
I'm up to my old tricks, that are loved by your own kids
I'm going to use this time to review my life
Man, I just quit paying for my HECS bill
They whispered, saying that the debs filled
Matrix glitch, I'm taking the red pill
I ain't rich, but I ain't waiting for my next meal
My life, you should live it just for half a day
Beautiful family swimming in my aftershave, chilling in my bath at late
But the other part of living is just masking pain
I've taught kids who have passed away, pass the plate
Parents were a bitch and a bastard mate
So I came from a stalk, delivered in a basket case
No longer a prisoner of carpet space
I've worked harder than the others, to better reach the funds
The recipe is done. I'm a partner, a lover, I got to meet the one
I'm a father, a brother, but I'll never be a son
So who am I? I'm just proving I'm
Up to my old tricks, that the customers know best
I've been euthanized but I refused to die
Cupid designed this suit and tie, so I'm just proving why
I'm up to my old tricks, that are loved by your own kids
I'm going to use this time to review my life
So all of you rappers trying to stay relevant
You're making sounds, just for the hell of it
You on the cusp of developing, something intelligent?
Where's your multiple syllable rhymes?
Where's your cadence and a culture that's filling my mind?
Where's your flow, not those hopeless fillers you find?
It's the same old shit that you've posted a million times
Rugby league, I'm a South Sydney bitch mate
All other teams, sound like they're bitch made
The only rapper, proud not to pitch cain
I plan on paying off my house with this mix tape
I invented the hair of the dog, beware of the storm
Townsville, I'll be the mayor in the morn
I bought land in the same area drawn, from where I was born
So who am I? I'm just proving I'm
Up to my old tricks, that the customers know best
I've been euthanized but I refused to die
Cupid designed this suit and tie, so I'm just proving why
I'm up to my old tricks, that are loved by your own kids
I'm going to use this time to review my life

Written by:
Kyle Sanim

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