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mf grimm - so whatcha want n----! (radio version) lyrics

the grimm reaper – “so whatcha want n—-! (radio version)”
[emcee(s): the grimm reaper (aka mf grimm)]
[producer(s): sean c and kn-body]
[scratches: sean c]
[sample (drums): skull snaps – “it’s a new day” (0:00)]

[hook: the grimm reaper (aka mf grimm)]
so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga?

[verse 1: the grimm reaper (aka mf grimm)]
i make more noise than a chainsaw, insane
pain caused, then drained just to give your brain more
i’ll write rhymes with no strain, wet rappers like
rain, bust caps like john wayne, shaft, or shane
to build a name, you came to battle me
get crushed like a candy cane or cancelled like fame (what?!?)
always maintain, i elevate game. grimm
use all styles like sonny chiba use crane
a drunken monk on a punk, and leave his ribs
sunk in. from giving fights, hearts get shrunken
vocals never gritty, just clean, an instrumental
idi amin. you limp out, i’ll rip out your spleen
mind tricks like a jedi, my right eye’s
a deadeye. there’s no drive-bys—do walk-bys or fly-by
to the cops, i’m the roughest. i’ll put on
starsky, and hutch is on motherf-cking crutches (whoo-wee!)
put to sleep like a stray. i’m so fly
i’ll pull your girl in a cavalier and santa claus
sleigh. no sucker could serve me. i’ll have ‘em running
circles like a horse in the f-cking kentucky derby
compet-tion i’m bagging ‘cause brothers try to
preach and teach, but full of cr-p like jimmy swaggart (yeah!)
beat him up, give the brother more. his b-tt is mine
greg valentine, i’ll throw him in the figure four
nothing to lose but all to gain. my mother thought she’s
raising arizona, but she end up raising evil cain (word!)
there’s not too many flyer ‘cause i’m cute
but, at the same time, a 5’9” michael myers
i’m about to make dough, and people hate it
i keep my gun at my hip band, my gun is nickel-plated
half my life, i’ve been called a loser who’s
a bully, a bruiser, but now i’m making payments on
a land cruiser

[hook: the grimm reaper (aka mf grimm) with scratches by sean c]
so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga?

[bridge: samples with scratches by sean c]
“so step up if you wanna get hurt” – sample from milk dee on audio two – “top billin’”
“battle anybody—i don’t care” – sample from ll cool j – “rock the bells”
“step up if you wanna get hurt” – sample from milk dee on audio two – “top billin’”
“battle anybody—i don’t care” – sample from ll cool j – “rock the bells”

[verse 2: the grimm reaper (aka mf grimm)]
i’m tapping rappers’ jaws like a phone. i don’t care
i don’t have it all there upstairs, i’m not
home. the reaper gets real mean. i’ll rip
a show like a fat girl who rip a pair of tight jeans
take no jocks, so trying to get locked? no
my beeper so fly, people think i’m 5-0
brothers down with us frown at us. when me and
raida turn our backs, they sn-tch all our fattest tracks
people try to uplift but then they linger
the only thing i’m lifting is my gun and my middle finger
“if you’re a gangster, then what are you doing in hip hop?” i’m trying
to make ends meet and not die in the roughest streets
people talk about “k!ll the police” and make
a few dollars. now they rap about making peace
my job is to break necks. i’m not
jumping on the bandwagon trying to sound like das efx
lost will to live and going insane, my brain’s
in pain. i need therapy but it’s not free
rappers run around in a rampage in a video
but look scared to death when they’re on stage
life get snuffed out—how fast it p-sses
tec-9 blast took care of their c-cky -sses
too many rocky movie or karate cl-sses
try to get s-ssy, i’ll break your arm like it’s taffy
death, all die together, i spray once
grimm taunts and haunts, spooking rappers like a séance
battle anybody and take ‘em quick. f
the world, and all of you can suck my… (hey!)

[hook: the grimm reaper (aka mf grimm) with scratches by sean c] (x2)
so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga? so what you
want, n-gga?

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