K-Rino, Z-Ro - Lyrical Grind lyrics
[K-Rino, Z-Ro - Lyrical Grind lyrics]
It's our time to shine and make a million
We are the ones that bump and grind all day
So, we're ghetto children
I come so hard
They put a straitjacket on my tongue
Bust flows with handcuffs on my lungs
Didn't have a gun, but the blast still stung
Didn't have a rope, but his ass still hung
Living in the ghetto, no time to smile
Laws and player haters
Get placed in one pile
By the time they realized
They legs were chopped off
My foes, had already ran 21 miles
When it's time to hit the streets
I ain't got no friend
We're all living in sin, multiplied by ten
Down to spit a word at the speed of the wind
And never be ashamed to tell
You hoes I punched in
You came to the table ready to throw quick
Wanna see how aggravated my lyrical flow get
Got jacked looking for a new target to go hit
(You be rapping your ass off K) , no shit
I see I gotta be the one
To let the world know
Just because your words rhyme don't
Mean you got flow
Y'all don't wanna run up on K and Z-Ro
We was writing on your level at the age of 4
Ain't saying a damn thang talking loud
Flows weaker than water still acting proud
Every wack ass show you throw, you got mo'
Motherfuckers on stage than it
Is in the crowd
On top challengers, I can face those
The coldest in the game
No doubt we rape flows
Can you create, tight shit without having
To smoke some weed first
Oh you can't case closed
I'ma take the game, to levels you never seen
Teach you bout delivering
Lyrics you never mean
Pushing a perpendicular
Paragraphs of punishment
Mutilating the Devil
And stinging him till you scream
Quick to make a lick, then handle the ends
Putting tricks to bed
When I'm rattling chins
Strangle, hitting from a psychological angle
Back door him 'til he feel
Like he battling twins
Been in the game since 1984
Love the underground, fuck the radio
Need a billion dollars 'fore I
Leave out the do'
So devils and fake partners
So long they gotta go
It's our time to shine and make a million
We are the ones that bump and grind all day
So, we're ghetto children
Staying on the grind, all the day long
Puffing on a sack, until all the hate gone
Steady running, through my veins
I gotta go and get a pocket full of change
Hustling before all the day gone
I been pimping a pen but
Probably fluctuation in the nation
Of poverty, stricken people so everybody
Trying to get a piece of the pie
But the pie for white people
In the land of evil
Me myself, I'm a goodfella
Raining on a hater parade, grab an umbrella
Catch you at the light
Catch you at the ATM teller
Young fella, at his last hour
Caught up, in a non sugar coated shower
Raw damaging, motherfuckers ain't managing
To get away, from my beam
Leave a nigga not standing when
I shoot him and stab him
Can't get away, from my team
Ain't nothing but killers and drug dealers
And blood spillers in one spot
Eagle talons hollow points
And regulars in one Glock
Take it out, it take one cock
Take over the whole city
But begin with one block it's a promise
Of paper will put a pimp
Plump out a pocket side
Motherfucker I'm willing to kill
And willing to die any nigga willing to try
Cause I don't bar nothing
Leaving son of a bitches, in stitches
For my riches, cause I'm paid in cash
Running up on em
Where the wet marijuana square
Fried out, who's gonna save his ass
Sick cause I don't like busting a men
I gotta get my grub on
So my family, can get they grub on
And when we grubbing, it's a family affair
Gotta get enough grub
For everybody to grub on everyday all day
On a mission to make that money
Gotta get that pay
K dash Rizino and Z-Riggy-Riggy Ro
Gon get our share, and fuck ass and for
We taking it, leaving bald spots in they hair
Life is hard, but it's fair
It's our time to shine and make a million
We are the ones that bump and grind
All days so we're ghetto children
Penitentiary chances, taken
We're risking our own lives
But now, we pimp a pen all day collecting G's
It's our time to shine and make a million
We are the ones that bump and grind
All day so we're ghetto children
Penitentiary chances taken
We're risking our own lives
But now, we pimp a pen all day collecting G's
We are the ones that bump and grind all day
So, we're ghetto children
I come so hard
They put a straitjacket on my tongue
Bust flows with handcuffs on my lungs
Didn't have a gun, but the blast still stung
Didn't have a rope, but his ass still hung
Living in the ghetto, no time to smile
Laws and player haters
Get placed in one pile
By the time they realized
They legs were chopped off
My foes, had already ran 21 miles
When it's time to hit the streets
I ain't got no friend
We're all living in sin, multiplied by ten
Down to spit a word at the speed of the wind
And never be ashamed to tell
You hoes I punched in
You came to the table ready to throw quick
Wanna see how aggravated my lyrical flow get
Got jacked looking for a new target to go hit
(You be rapping your ass off K) , no shit
I see I gotta be the one
To let the world know
Just because your words rhyme don't
Mean you got flow
Y'all don't wanna run up on K and Z-Ro
We was writing on your level at the age of 4
Ain't saying a damn thang talking loud
Flows weaker than water still acting proud
Every wack ass show you throw, you got mo'
Motherfuckers on stage than it
Is in the crowd
On top challengers, I can face those
The coldest in the game
No doubt we rape flows
Can you create, tight shit without having
To smoke some weed first
Oh you can't case closed
I'ma take the game, to levels you never seen
Teach you bout delivering
Lyrics you never mean
Pushing a perpendicular
Paragraphs of punishment
Mutilating the Devil
And stinging him till you scream
Quick to make a lick, then handle the ends
Putting tricks to bed
When I'm rattling chins
Strangle, hitting from a psychological angle
Back door him 'til he feel
Like he battling twins
Been in the game since 1984
Love the underground, fuck the radio
Need a billion dollars 'fore I
Leave out the do'
So devils and fake partners
So long they gotta go
It's our time to shine and make a million
We are the ones that bump and grind all day
So, we're ghetto children
Staying on the grind, all the day long
Puffing on a sack, until all the hate gone
Steady running, through my veins
I gotta go and get a pocket full of change
Hustling before all the day gone
I been pimping a pen but
Probably fluctuation in the nation
Of poverty, stricken people so everybody
Trying to get a piece of the pie
But the pie for white people
In the land of evil
Me myself, I'm a goodfella
Raining on a hater parade, grab an umbrella
Catch you at the light
Catch you at the ATM teller
Young fella, at his last hour
Caught up, in a non sugar coated shower
Raw damaging, motherfuckers ain't managing
To get away, from my beam
Leave a nigga not standing when
I shoot him and stab him
Can't get away, from my team
Ain't nothing but killers and drug dealers
And blood spillers in one spot
Eagle talons hollow points
And regulars in one Glock
Take it out, it take one cock
Take over the whole city
But begin with one block it's a promise
Of paper will put a pimp
Plump out a pocket side
Motherfucker I'm willing to kill
And willing to die any nigga willing to try
Cause I don't bar nothing
Leaving son of a bitches, in stitches
For my riches, cause I'm paid in cash
Running up on em
Where the wet marijuana square
Fried out, who's gonna save his ass
Sick cause I don't like busting a men
I gotta get my grub on
So my family, can get they grub on
And when we grubbing, it's a family affair
Gotta get enough grub
For everybody to grub on everyday all day
On a mission to make that money
Gotta get that pay
K dash Rizino and Z-Riggy-Riggy Ro
Gon get our share, and fuck ass and for
We taking it, leaving bald spots in they hair
Life is hard, but it's fair
It's our time to shine and make a million
We are the ones that bump and grind
All days so we're ghetto children
Penitentiary chances, taken
We're risking our own lives
But now, we pimp a pen all day collecting G's
It's our time to shine and make a million
We are the ones that bump and grind
All day so we're ghetto children
Penitentiary chances taken
We're risking our own lives
But now, we pimp a pen all day collecting G's