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gripz - intro lyrics

better prepare, for an onslaught
pon thought he was checking me got his arm caught
inside of an elevator put the generator
to his body and connect it to a ventilator
now we on to the lyrics tho, here it go
in the mirror yo, contemplating your burial
take the serial number off of the pistol
and put the body inside of a lake, ah, here we go
break a mutha fukas leg rite quick, uh
check it ima go on a limb
and -ssume that yall know im back and i ain’t ever leaving this rap again
my, my, pill bottle be desolate, its evident
that i reminisce over the days i was wrestling
crazy thoughts in my cerebellum, like
murder,murder,murder,murder
causing commotion, harboring coping
wit a overactive brain yup, i have spoken
i am chosen, i am alive and broken
ive been hoping for a new beat to roast and i
found it, put a round in the chamber
rearange ya face when u hearing this
my spirit is what fear is to pyramids
alien life form that appear as a lyricist
i can teach yall
grab a notepad pen microphone and a beat dog
auto tune and some reverb
rhyme cat and hat and you good you a see your
back to the regularly scheduled program
these lil rappers get slapped with both hands
oh d-mn, put the hammer over the head of a critic
now he under the nail like toe jam
slow minded predictions of my existence
my intentions of life in sentence
i prefer to cause hypertension wit rhyme offenses to ya wife and then some
let the pen run, all over the page till sun shining nigga redrum
or the lead done, wit the flow i amaze like a puzzle wit a bread crumb
remember this, ima nemesis, and my mental is
deriving thoughts from a place that you ain’t ever been
head a spin if i cut short on my medicine
temperament, was an issue
fight, after fight, after fight what i live thru
thank god i was kinda in my rite mind that time i hit the car got the pistol
anger got the best of me, now yall get the best of me
my legacy, get a gripz on ya self what my grandad said and i did, rest in peace
tackling music, wit the intent to figure it out like a rubix
how to k!ll every track i approach lose it, with out conforming to the new shit

- gripz lyrics

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