I get atomic, hypo-galactical... Word to mom, I'm in my own world. Galaxy rays? Powerful.
It's deep-rooted, the music of being young and dumb, It's never muted, in fact, it's much louder where I'm from.
How could you possibly stop the apocalypse when I'm atomic bombin' the populace?
You never know: rain, sleet, hail, snow, See you gotta accept that's how things go. Prepare for the rainy day, or the sun's glow, But there's clouds movin' in and the clouds gonna blow.
People say, 'Grimm, you've been shot like 50. So why don't you just rhyme like 50? Then, you could get the money like 50, Otherwise, before you see success...you'll be 50.'
Back when I was younger, Very ambitious, but often blinded by my hunger. Some say I dream too big, And my dream gon' take me under.
Won't cha...picture life as my wife, just think: Full length mink, fat X and O links, Bracelets to match, conversation was all that, Showed you the safe combinations and all that. Guess you could say you's the one I trusted... Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?
All I want is peace and love on this planet. Ain't that how God planned it?
It's weak to speak and blame somebody else ...When you destroy yourself.
Look inside my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich. Look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exists.
I bet you never heard of a playa with no game, Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame. Take this music dead serious while others entertain. I see they makin' they paper so I guess I can't complain...or can I? I feel they disrespectin' the whole thang. Them hooks like sellin' dope to black folks, And I choke when the food they serve ain't tastin' right, My stomach can't digest it even when I bless it.
Will I die slain like my King by a terrorist? Will my woman be Coretta, take my name and cherish it? Or will she Jackie O., drop the Kennedy, remarry it?
Love comes in every color, but the fact is... I never needed 50 Shades of Grey, Just turn the lights down low and give me every shade of blackness.
Let bygones be bygones...but where I'm from, We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young.
Dear Mama, don't cry, your baby boy's doin' good, Tell the homies I'm in heaven, and they ain't got hoods. Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook, Drippin' peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke.
Your new CD is a weed plate, nothin' but love songs, 100% pure garbage, just something to break up buds on.
Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse, My glock bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worse. I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk, Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk.
The God's tropical...ladies call me 'Black Fruit Punch.'
Hip-Hop got turned into Hit Pop, The second a record was number one on the pop charts. But don't skip on the heart, it gotta start in the ghetto, Let no one forget about the hard part.
There's a million ways to live on this thing called a planet, I'mma live everyday, I ain't takin' nothing for granted.
I scored 1.1 on my SAT, And still push a whip with a right and left AC.
You're a trivial part in a trivia game. Now what's your aim? A presidential campaign? Like Ross Perot? He lost it though... But he got a billion in tha bank fo' sho'!
Yo, it's 1 universal law but 2 sides to every story, 3 strikes and you be in for life, mandatory. 4 MC's murdered in the last 4 years, I ain't tryin to be the 5th one, the Millennium is here. Yo, it's 6 million ways to die, from the 7 deadly thrills, 8-year olds gettin' found with 9 mill's. It's 10 P.M., where your seeds at? What's the deal?
I judge wisely...as if nothin ever surprise me, Loungin, between two pillars of ivory. I'm lively, my dome piece is like buildin stones in Greece. My poems are deep, from ancient thrones I speak.
Now what Clan you know with lines this ill? Bust shots at Big Ben, like we got time to kill.
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