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REALM REALITY FT. PRODIGY lyrics : "Grindmode Infamous"

(Verse)
Grindmode til the death of me
I hope you ^!$$%s know that I will never leave

Inebriated killa, I don't carry heat
Waiting on my detox but doc gave a recipe
So here I am cooking like these white folks

Next to Don P tryna call me like a life coach
You talk slick ? my anger gets the best of me
Doofy choppas, next coofy rockers next to Puerto Ricans

I ain't Drake but I'm breakin hoes over weekends
The flow's peakin, damn near blowin speakers
I live in the moment, we first heard ether

My verse fever, your song whack me more rever
I'm in this %#@! til they throwin mean parades
Intercourse a woman name Cherrey, I know for one day

Forgive me, I'm a bragger, I don't give a $#&@
Deal's on the table, I'm the ^!$$% takin bigger cuts
(*##$es hoppin in the truck, I'm still drivin the 9-7

So all I really told you is I bees myself
My weed is health, we don't need to breathe hell
Trees melt while her knees fell by my deep spell

I ain't always on some conscious %#@!
Ignorance is high, I'm displayin what they promissin
If hell froze and you was meta world cold

You still couldn't hurt me with your elbows
Maybe every line you can see him comin
But you just like every dime cuz they see me comin

Raw spitter, infamous in grind mode
P only sign me cuz he know I'm bringing fine hoes
To every show packed out with racks out

If sex equals strategy I got her #~!!@ mapped out
All praises to me signing the infamous
My shine will be infinite, my grind call him militant

So before you ^!$$%s start with why you signed him?
Do your research and see how I was grindin


(Hook x2)
Back to the essence, back to the grind
Back to the money and the table full of shine

Back to these hoes tryna play me for these racks
Grindmode infamous, we gifted on the track


(Verse)
$#&@ that, get money, have fun, thug hard
Have sex, take drugs, get drunk

We don't give a $#&@
You wanna pop homey, load man hit him up
Just watch where you're pointin that gun

Better respect my space, you violate I'mma jump
All OV skull, blood coming out your ears
Baby chillin out now sayin never again

Yea, come get your hip-hop fix
You want hardcore %#@!? This raw as it gets
One sample will turn your whole body numb

Shoot this in your veins and get G'd up
Our reality is on another realm
The haters can't see me, I don't need a force field

I'm too much on my grind, I stay busy
Get with me or get left behind


(Hook x2)
Back to the essence, back to the grind
Back to the money and the table full of shine

Back to these hoes tryna play me for these racks
Grindmode infamous, we gifted on the track

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