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MF GRIMM lyrics : "Right There"

[Verse 1:]
Going around, running mouth, what he gonna do to me
Like murder's something new to me

Don't know who he's $#&@ing with, here come a homicide
Test me with drama, why that ^!$$% try?
I don't never hide, I accommodate

Good day to die, any place and date
I was calm when I asked him why he wronged me
The ^!$$% wild out, got Nino Brown on me

Kindness for weakness, when on the phone
^!$$% think I'm soft or something, hearing his tone
I keep two things, a gun and a plan

I'm not stable and he don't understand
Yap yap yap yap, let him talk %#@!
Take him to war, time to load the clips

Think that he's safe, creeping on his block
Pop pop pop pop, watch the ^!$$% drop right there


[Chorus:]
It's time to clear the block out
It's time to clear the block

It's time to clear the block out
It's time to clear the block
It's time to clear the block out

It's time to clear the block
It's time to clear the block out
It's time to clear the block


[Verse 2:]
I know I'm Hell bound, cause of choices

New beginning man, I'm hearing voices
Back to Son of Sam, when it come to bread
Gotta brick of girl, killing !@%!eheads

Smack the ave with it, leave the streets red
Yellow taped off, here come feds
Brother from the way, today he lucked up

Asked to help him out, cause he's $#&@ed up
So I gave him work, want my income
Mother$#&@er told me, take it back in blood

That $#&@ed me up, thought we were cool
Disrespect trust, broke all the rules
Yap yap yap yap, let him talk %#@!

Take him to war, time to load the clips
Think that he's safe, creep through his block
Pop pop pop pop, watch the ^!$$% drop right there


[Chorus]


[Verse 3:]
In rap game thought %#@!'ll be safe
You'd be surprised how many get chased

Wheelchair %#@!, yep put you in the line
Think %#@!'s sweet kicking verse about spine
Because you have fans that like to sweat you

Like I won't come and get you (^!$$%)
Put on the internet, that I threatened you
But Google can't save you

I don't give a $#&@, go tell police
That won't stop me, you better call the priest
Snatch your life, I'm a thief, move quick

Scream you a tough guy, for you I have a trick
Yap yap yap yap, let him talk %#@!
Take him to war, time to load the clips

Think that he's safe, creep through his block
Pop pop pop pop, watch the ^!$$% drop right there


[Chorus]

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