Groveboy T.M.T. - U Don't Get Down Like Dat (feat. Greg Illa)

What a fucking lame your name and rep gets no love
You weak you sit down to piss plus you rub me the wrong way
I take a swing its sweet chin music
Your frame is thin like tin foil I go through it
You made of cotton your heart soft as tissue
You talk shit but when you get hit now you have no issue
Plus who gone save you boys know my set
They down with me more then you they won't protect ya ass
So I'm a beat you into particle
And see if I can have you in a newspaper article
From the hardest to the softest
For me to beat your ass down is a day at the office
I rough house and stomp because you lack heart
But text and tweet shit like it's a mother fucking art
My name in your mouth so is my fist and polo's
Shoot the 31 but I don't need but 5 of those
The code is real the steal is cold but not necessary
For a lame like you against the legendary
Eastside Grove-boy TMT
Liquor house Grove Records down with DP
You ho niggas is weak you can never try to June me
Because we know that you (IS) what this tune be
Soon you be history so pass me the crown
You not bout that life cause you don't get down

Written by:
Gregory Dillard, Terrace McKinnon

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