Grits, Canibus - Ambitions lyrics
[Grits, Canibus - Ambitions lyrics]
See, I'm a black man and I
Don't know how to sing, and I don't
Know how to dance, and I don't know
How to preach to no congregation
And I'm too small to be a football hero
And I'm too ugly to elected
Mayorbut I watch TV though
And I see as these people in their
Fine homes and nice cars they drive
And get all full of ambition
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
Now if all of was to conjugate, congregate
Great will be our escape if
We jump at the opportunity
Great Caesar's ghost - I'm so stumped
At what you do to me
In the midst of my surrender
The picture is painted beautifully
Grace the pages of print adds
Granted: been in the game, serving
A ten year stint, adds value to the brand
Was afforded the chance to get
Canibus to lend a hand
The plan standard was previously set
No emotion shown, stone-faced got
You all shook
Blurring the vision of every outlook
Being worried about it - pointless in my book
Adjust the blueprint to save face
Disgrace past mistakes - but why?
You wasn't honest in the first place
Friends fail, close partners in my proximity
Let hate blind, but still I push on 'cause
They can't limit me
Simply to step the stones I stepped on
Dang, that Coff's a tough nut
To crack - he black
He just kept on, stronger than
The pressure in car tyres
Oppression and apartheid
With pride, jello-mesh with the dark side
Dangers of ambition and drive
(of which of I decide?)
To come with the decision the
Survive and just strive
And '06 from '95 we been promising live
All the fellows say all the ladies say
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
If you really want the truth, I'll tell it
They ain't worried about your soul
They want the artist to sell it
They want their image embellished
They want you spending your relish
They want the bottom of the profit
Line in pluses and swelling
It's ugly ain't it
How the industry's tainted?
And while we never took the title
"Gospel rap" and then claimed it
'Cause, I'm sick of having sicker flow
Mind-bending time travel, running back
Future flow ahead of time suture flow
Healing for the wounded soul
Deeper than the surfical
Snatch it from the reaper's hold
So me and my mans
We form our latent plans to stack you
Grand and buy a little land too
Hand over hand, 'cause even if we got to
We will hit the block in the
Van like a rock group
Listen to ambition no "Can I kick it?"
No time for can kicking when
The Canibus spit it
It's the bonafide soldier
My fuel mix, rich like Oprah
She hate Hip-Hop - so what?
Governor president came to visit
The regiment two weeks
After the president to give us some medicine
A black bucket of paint blacked
Out much of my face
Blacked out what I wanted to say
Write a rhyme every other day
Coffee keep me up and awake
I'll bust rhymes 'cause I wanna be great
Before it's too fake and too late
Before destiny meets fate I hear ghost
Signals in the mix tape never stereotype it
It'll be a sound burial tonight if I
Catch you on a karaoke mic
Clip on my whiskers handling
My Gotee business call upon your witness
Grit's and Canibus spit
Encrypted Canibus code
Flows tabulated below
Amidst bit's and notes Germane wrote
Pardon the poor pauper with nothing
To offer from his coffer
Coughing up a mouthful of volcanic sulphur
Walking towards the altar
Hand in hand with my father in law's
Daughters - my high value target
Force get pitch forked of orbit
Pause it, rewind what I recorded
See if the eye caught it
Five o'clock in the morning
Cup of joe boiling - who's pouring?
Bonafide lyrics - who's calling?
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
Don't know how to sing, and I don't
Know how to dance, and I don't know
How to preach to no congregation
And I'm too small to be a football hero
And I'm too ugly to elected
Mayorbut I watch TV though
And I see as these people in their
Fine homes and nice cars they drive
And get all full of ambition
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
Now if all of was to conjugate, congregate
Great will be our escape if
We jump at the opportunity
Great Caesar's ghost - I'm so stumped
At what you do to me
In the midst of my surrender
The picture is painted beautifully
Grace the pages of print adds
Granted: been in the game, serving
A ten year stint, adds value to the brand
Was afforded the chance to get
Canibus to lend a hand
The plan standard was previously set
No emotion shown, stone-faced got
You all shook
Blurring the vision of every outlook
Being worried about it - pointless in my book
Adjust the blueprint to save face
Disgrace past mistakes - but why?
You wasn't honest in the first place
Friends fail, close partners in my proximity
Let hate blind, but still I push on 'cause
They can't limit me
Simply to step the stones I stepped on
Dang, that Coff's a tough nut
To crack - he black
He just kept on, stronger than
The pressure in car tyres
Oppression and apartheid
With pride, jello-mesh with the dark side
Dangers of ambition and drive
(of which of I decide?)
To come with the decision the
Survive and just strive
And '06 from '95 we been promising live
All the fellows say all the ladies say
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
If you really want the truth, I'll tell it
They ain't worried about your soul
They want the artist to sell it
They want their image embellished
They want you spending your relish
They want the bottom of the profit
Line in pluses and swelling
It's ugly ain't it
How the industry's tainted?
And while we never took the title
"Gospel rap" and then claimed it
'Cause, I'm sick of having sicker flow
Mind-bending time travel, running back
Future flow ahead of time suture flow
Healing for the wounded soul
Deeper than the surfical
Snatch it from the reaper's hold
So me and my mans
We form our latent plans to stack you
Grand and buy a little land too
Hand over hand, 'cause even if we got to
We will hit the block in the
Van like a rock group
Listen to ambition no "Can I kick it?"
No time for can kicking when
The Canibus spit it
It's the bonafide soldier
My fuel mix, rich like Oprah
She hate Hip-Hop - so what?
Governor president came to visit
The regiment two weeks
After the president to give us some medicine
A black bucket of paint blacked
Out much of my face
Blacked out what I wanted to say
Write a rhyme every other day
Coffee keep me up and awake
I'll bust rhymes 'cause I wanna be great
Before it's too fake and too late
Before destiny meets fate I hear ghost
Signals in the mix tape never stereotype it
It'll be a sound burial tonight if I
Catch you on a karaoke mic
Clip on my whiskers handling
My Gotee business call upon your witness
Grit's and Canibus spit
Encrypted Canibus code
Flows tabulated below
Amidst bit's and notes Germane wrote
Pardon the poor pauper with nothing
To offer from his coffer
Coughing up a mouthful of volcanic sulphur
Walking towards the altar
Hand in hand with my father in law's
Daughters - my high value target
Force get pitch forked of orbit
Pause it, rewind what I recorded
See if the eye caught it
Five o'clock in the morning
Cup of joe boiling - who's pouring?
Bonafide lyrics - who's calling?
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions
They tell me that the world is mine so I
Keep trying to find the right way to shine
The right way to grind with these ambitions