K-Rino, Murder One - Respect The Grind lyrics

Now when we hit the scene
You know we shuts it down
It ain’t no in between ‘cause
We the best around
They try to knock the skill
They try to block the shine
It ain’t no time to hate, homie
Respect the grind

Situations in life got me straining
Even though times hard, I’m not complaining
The heat from the haters so hot it’s flaming
But a little sunshine -
That’ll stop the raining (yeah)
Everybody wonder how K-Rino stay
Three decades with no radio play
See I was around back in ’84 (Hey)
See my fans - they love me, haters say he ok

Murder One stoke hard when laying
Up with a beat
Then mic talk, release sounds to the streets
South Park Coalition, SPC
The pied piper of rap, when I spit
People follow me
The overweight lover because women love me
Street assassin but haters bug me
Murder One as real as they come
Never judge another
No matter where they from

Now when we hit the scene
You know we shuts it down
It ain’t no in between ‘cause
We the best around
They try to knock the skill
They try to block the shine
It ain’t no time to hate, homie
Respect the grind

I spend my whole day on rhymes and beats
Lyrics in my head even when I’m tryna sleep
I sneak off when I’m seeking
That’s a blind retreat
Write two or three songs
Then it’s time to eat
Some good grub got me feeling on top
Still kicking
No more Timmy Chan, I stopped eating chicken
Any track we gripping, you know what it is
So I’ma let my brother Abdul
Take us to the bridge

My grind don’t stop because
My love and passion
I’m all in, never napping or capping
I believe in the faith that God gave me
And still respecting others
My grandfather raised me
Music been in myself since I been a toddler
The person that I am, a leader not a follower
I’m a artist that respect our community
And taking back what they
Took back during slavery

Now when we hit the scene
You know we shuts it down
It ain’t no in between ‘cause
We the best around
They try to knock the skill
They try to block the shine
It ain’t no time to hate, homie
Respect the grind

Nothing wrong if you wanna
Represent your zone
K-Rino with, Murder went to Jones
If one of me ain’t enough
I’ll invent a clone
Your mentality wasn’t strong so
We sent ya home when I step on the stage
I’m letting you know this
I don’t dance, I don’t shake
I don’t do no split's
I ain’t down with them loud
Bright colors they wear
And I’ll kill you if you ever
Try to perm my hair, c’mon