Trinity (Interlude) Slum Village (Ft. DJ Dez)

[Intro: scratches by DJ Dez]

[Verse 1: Elzhi]
Yo, 'Tin –
You the old soul in the group – priestly robe
Wrote a scroll on a hoe, glass of Marlot
Chardonnay, Cadillac car, blowed trees on the bus
You was sick on the tour –
Still you moved like liquid, attempt to perform
That's dedication
Judge the days from the life of your son –
Who's the biggest since I last witnessed
Tantra herbs, oil scented
Mixin' Egyptian with the Blue Nile
Livin' description of "inventin' new styles daily"
Trinity's finished – you did it, my nigga
You made the album colorful like crayon that lay on the picture
3!

[Verse 2: T3]
Yeahhh! He's Elzhi for 7, speaks with mad diction
Words as vivid as a verse from a scripture
He writes with no digits – shit, his mind paints a picture
Known to devour niggas, he's mildly explicit
Lemme take you where we first met – now, WALK WITH US...
'96 in The Shop in the Deuce through Proof
I heard vocals let loose – he was El' fa' re'll
A couple years down the line, he'd joine Slum Vill
Yessuh!