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grit - marc griffin lyrics

(intro: profit caslon)

marc griffin
94 ronin
my name is profit caslon
we are supervillians
ace in the building
we in this mothaf-cka

(verse 1: marc griffin)

ayo
it be the truest
ruthless cat in the pool pit
when the tools hit
the gats splat leave you toothless
i talked to k
he gave advice on my mic sk!lls
it sounded trill
he said apply and it might k!ll
so here i am i returned with a vengeance
demolishin man
knock ya door off the hinges
its business
like i recorded in a suit & tie
was born to write so now i’m left with the do or die
idiosyncrasies reachin me through these frequencies
on these freakin beats i be freakin all of these freak mcs
n0body safe i want all of they heads
sleepy hollow swallow hollow tips when i pump lead
pencils breakin on they bodies limbs
that’s just the way i live
spider-man comics, a jersey, and prolly matchin timbs
i love my city
but it feel like a battlefield
the battle’s real bash ya matter when they grab the steel
protect ya neck
but dash quick if you must though
n-ggas is cut-throat
blast holes through ya front door
i know this hobo
gave him some cash he copped a four loco
n-gga use to roll with the law yeah he’s an ex-popo
wasted he telling me stories about his glory days
i
never forget him on his way to the grave
naive knave a slave to the wave of the wealth
i never sleep nas told me that’s the cousin of death
a moment of stress i’m blessed to be holdin the cress
repellin demons who vexed schemein so i hold teks i’m beamin
makin a mess i’m cleanin all of you weird foes
jealous i’m outstanding in my field like a scarecrow
you couldn’t get ya feet wet even if you were standing in swimming pools with no shoes and bare toes
it’s nothing
lemme readjust ya mind frame
controlling all ya thoughts i guess i’m playing mind games

(hook: profit caslon)

true grit
if you ain’t spittin true sh-t you foolish
come in our way
ya’ll n-ggas must be stupid
these flows is ruthless
get use to us cuz we the new kids
we here to attack
better bullet-proof it
94 ronin & flight squad
we ready to fight dawg
preparin for months so don’t even front
we some gritty mothaf-ckas when it comes to this music sh-t
yeah b-tch n-ggas it’s on

(verse 2: marc griffin)

yeah
i’m fantasizing i’m a supervillian
holding ciroc taking shots
crooked cops lurking on the block serving rocks
out drop-tops with no shame holdin’ they guns c-cked
aimin’ at black youth hoping to get they lungs popped
state of emergency the urgency’s real
you don’t believe me just emerge and see the urges to k!ll
hurting for thrills like foreman they grill
the bailey boys on the avenue grippin the steel hoping they still catch a n-gga slippin
i remember gettin robbed
in broad daylight gettin snuffed from the behind
he couldn’t find what a n-gga was tryna find so he took my iphone and he spit in my eye
the streets equivalent
to h-ll on earth so keep ya faith in church
i’m non-violent but if you strapped it’s best you burst it first
the curse is in the verse it’s evident since birth
know ya worth
the worst is yet to come some dying of thirst
abandon houses on the left of me
liquor stores on the right
this sh-t ain’t right but my city’s taking whats left of me
can i fight
any longer to reach my destiny?
avoidin felonies creatin leagacies heavily
cookin up remedies ready for whatevers ahead of me
especially life’s brevity n-ggas k!ll outta jealousy
incredibly this the reason we won’t get ascendancy
teenage pregnancy outnumber graduation heavily
drop-out rates increasing readily since the 70s
it seems to be n-ggas hate school they rather learn from streets
holdin gats in fact stashin the cash flow anyone that wanna help they just view em as -ssh0l-s
it’s nothing
for them to readjust ya mind frame
controlling all ya thoughts i guess i’m playing mind games

- marc griffin lyrics

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