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donhardrisk - gryphon lyrics

verse 1

darkness became name for the negros
and my skin kept hiding in the shadows
like get a job and do the math twice
end of the month is the only time you eat a mac pie
sh-t, i graduated from otjomuise
your hands in control but your hands feel greasy
we used to ball where the dog’s hide
on the same ground and real n—– lost lives
on the same ground a weak n-ggas lost dimes
cause she didn’t want a broke guy
she probably wanted someone like paul brian
and i don’t even know who that, i just said it cause it rhymes
i eat rhymes, my other name is enzyme
catalytic in everything that my hands tied
i’m from the black continent i know the real grind
like getting stabbed with a neck bottle, for an azyme

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locked in a d-mn prison, that’s why my face always looks villain
pows wana try and box me, but im a beast and they call me gryphon
im an animal outta the cage, im an animal outta the cage
yea, yea said im an animal outta the cage, im an animal outta the cage

verse 2

early in the morning and i just k!lled a roach
got me medicated to the point i seen it all
we all sinners, we all grinders
your whole life, your soul cries
to the point, that you feeling like dying
easy, but nothing comes easy
if snakes had legs maybe it would have been easy
if god’s to blame maybe i shouldn’t have free will
if i could sing, i’ll find a note to express it
looking out for more, never close the door
i’ll be up for more making the deals offsh0r-
i learn the courage from gideon and his 300
ain nothing stopping us, we heeded for a clean victory
rewarding everybody that really was there for me
that fed be when time’s rambling
that kept it one d-mn hundred
i keep yall in my journal
the feeling is substernal
i work hard for yall memories
one day we’re going to go make it through

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verse 3

stop running away, running away
face the d-mn monster while im rolling my hay
play the d-mn music so i don’t hear what they say
buy henny bottle just to take me away x2
but some n-ggas don’t make it, some n-ggas, run around b-tt naked
and it’s a cold world, we living in the matrix
but being kind does not bring you justice
so we, ride till we p-ss out
and there ain no rest for the wicked
cause how we sleep at night depends on if the stacks in the duffel bag are well seasoned n-gga

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- donhardrisk lyrics

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