royal clutch – the grass get cut and everybody can eat a dick lyrics
kos d:
all of yall n-gg-hz really love our style man afraid to admit if i ever stop rapping they gon find out they addicted quick, sh-t if yall n-gg-hz wanna snub me now, the only way they getting close to d deliver groceries, that’s word em up ain’t giving a f-ck, all lamed out when the clutch dropped prophecies, wood work n-gg-hz out the sleeves, n-gg-hz ain’t had the will to win, m-th-f-cka try to have me do his job for him, yo you wyling bro, and that sh-t with the blog, yo you slimey n-gg-h, what i tell yall before about sheisty n-gg-hz, wanna roll through talking bout they spread love n-gg-hz, and then they wanna play me for a f-cking fool hah, i never rule out who’s who when it comes down to it, if i’m asking for connects, i ain’t ask you play a&r? why the f-ck you ain’t shutting your mouth, this type of sh-t i’ll never understand see you ain’t in the booth and you ain’t my man, you ain’t even put money up, whole sh-t fugazi, sorta cnn in the 80’s if your tour hot, then a n-gg-h wouldn’t play you, or not, f-ck new york radio, all out, tell them b-tches they could hold that, eat a d-ck down how that sound for relatable
hook:
i said the gr-ss get cut everybody eat a d-ck like, wohx4
i said the gr-ss get cut everybody eat a d-ck like, wohx4
you know the gr-ss get cut everybody eat a d-ck like wohx2
see the gr-ss get cut everybody eat a d-ck like wohx4
jase:
see a n-gg- like me, past the point of p-ssing joints
forced to handle y’all n-gg-s like last resort
i can’t afford, never been one to have paranoia
at the point of, need not one nann n-gg-
sticking your hand like “who’s mans my n-gg-?!”
oh sh-t, you tryna debo sh-t? switch programs my n-gg-
“always finna front on the fam” type n-gg-
d-mn right n-gg- like who the f-ck is you?
gap-toothed smile in my face nah you too comfortable
confused think i grew on the same block as you
so what i’m ‘posed to do? let a motherf-cker slide?
give an inch and let it turn to two? then three to four?
let them skate some more
if i give this n-gg- rope, he gon’ be a cowboy
popping off talking wild noise
use the same rope around the throat gotta silence that
dean’s list wrote but they ain’t read their own contracts
now they mad, what type of sh-t is that?
don’t hold your breath, with all disrespect intended
investments in vests recommended
gr-ss get cut, bullsh-t fermenting
and any y’all could get it if requested
hook:
i said the gr-ss get cut everybody eat a d-ck like, wohx4
i said the gr-ss get cut everybody eat a d-ck like, wohx4
you know the gr-ss get cut everybody eat a d-ck like wohx2
see the gr-ss get cut everybody eat a d-ck like wohx4
outro:
ain’t n-body gon eat round here unless you down with this sh-t right here, ain’t n-body gonna eat over here unless you down with this sh-t right here, ain’t n-body, eating round here, ain’t n-body eating round here
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