Alphabetical - Grinding

I can't bow down
It's a circus and
All I see is
All these clowns
I smoke big clouds
Got the Henney in the bottle
If I go hard I'm just gon' drown
They gon' jock my style
If these suck-as wanna talk
I ain't talkin'
I'll rock yo house
And I can't back down
When I come around
Shut your mouth
Got the burner in the couch
And I'm serving up dope man
You don't wanna be opened
I be doin' my own thing
Got the metal like I'm Conan; Goken
Crush your spirit
Like a coke can
Old man
You gon' leave with some broke hands
Go ham
I hit the fusion like Goku Gohan
We just messing up the program
You making music but it don't jam
New gun
Whole mag
I be saying where the soul at
Hold that
Got the knowledge from old dad
Kodak
I be bustin' & you know that
Cold facts
And I'll be rockin' where the smoke at
And I can't back down
Such fluidity
Taking out a target
Whole mob family
Hustling
Running from authority
State property
Is what I'm not going to be
Grinding
Is my priority
Make money
Talking every currency
I remind you
This is no conspiracy
Die for my belief
Not vain hypocrisy
Grinding everyday in life is a struggle
I'm exposed to the elements
You're living in a bubble
Keep focused
I will break it down
Unleash locusts
Until they're scattered all over the ground
Ear worms keep chattering sounds
Beat stimulating
While my words are making their rounds
Got the whole world's attention now
Demented aggressions
Take your defenseless crown
How
That's what you wonder
While spun under my thunder
Your blunders grow in numbers
The hunger
Will eat at your stomach
From a county known as Hudson
What you say has repercussions
We're coming
Peak through your blinds
You will find
Five Guys
Not burgers and fries
Leave you blind
But alive
Beg for what's left of your life
Bleed out
You don't even have the rest of the night
It's all trite
Make sure you just head for the light
Better hope you have a heaven invite
Otherwise that light will be the flames that ignite
Kiss goodbye to the kids and the wife
They're out of sight
Faces turn demonic
From harmonic hypnotics
Women so fly they're learning aeronautics as you go psychotic
But wait
Like a member of Heavens Gate
I will castrate
Leave your body prostrate
Shove your old demo tape inside your prostate
You asked for it
So I guess its not rape
Burn you like a hot plate
Or duct tape that's stuck your face
Hold your nose and you start to suffocate
Panic in your eyeballs
I just turn up the vol
Now none can hear your muffled calls
Make you smile
Pull out your lengua
Give you a necktie
Like you're from Colombia
Its an L for you
But for me a W
Everyday, cuz
Break up the ground that's under ya
Fall in the lava
One hot cup of java
Learn to run from the killer in the balaclava
Working
Such fluidity
Taking out a target
Whole mob family
Grinding
Is my priority
Make money
Talking every currency
Every move I make is tactical
My attitude
Mathematical
Tour and then sabbatical
The most radical
But factual animal
My beats sound warm
Like vinyl wrapped in wool
Lick the back of a Blackwood
Rap for Latin and Black hoods
Even white boys know I'm good
Chamber of the board
Stranger than before
Drag a mangalore across the floor
Explore your favorite record store
Before I blow it up
Now you're pinned against the door with nobody showing up
Look at the ceiling
Extremities you're not feeling
A torso
Now you die more slow
Won't grow more old
Like Lee Corso
Giving the score before the halftime show
Be real you don't even have half my flow
Cash my gold
And spend it
Before the armageddon sets in
Guess its the end
Hell what we gonna do
Better just hope we end up in Xanadu
Only God knows the plan for me and you
Probably end up in limbo like a fool
Coming out the womb
Resting in the tomb
Reincarnation looms unless you're doomed
Blow smoke at the moon
Clouds of mushrooms
Even aliens get high off the fumes

Written by:
Hamza Music, Rafael Ginebra

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