Lyrics Don Season - MC Zuko

You are now tuned with the next one up
And they ain't wanna pass the torch so I lit one up
This my marathon runnin' 26 with a pair of thongs
AKA my flip flops, this Hip Hop
The time is now I don't need a god damn wrist watch
Tick tock. Yeah yeah!
Aimin' straight for the tip top
It's either that or I stay the same never changin' lanes and I drip drop
Hold up! Gotta make a pit stop cuz your boy can't do it alone
Rollin' with the family from Los Angeles to Alaska down to Hilltop. (Ooh!)
And I go so hard
When I put it on wax
And I ain't that man to tell you that less I knew it for a fact
Keep the contracts away from me my pen contacts my paper, see?
Contrast that, make believe, and compact the fakest dreams?
Call that a way to freedom, I combat that statement eat it and repeat it
Cuz this rapper ain't for sale dawg!
So mom and dad if you listenin' I hope you keep your cool
But I decided in the mean time I ain't goin' back to school cuz I'm out here grindin'
Cuz I'm out here grindin'
Cuz I'm out here grindin' (Ain't no other way!)
Cuz I'm out here grindin'!
6 in the morning, workin' till 4 in the afternoon (Yeah)
I get up I'm goin'!
Dip in the van real, soon
I pick up my bag and keys and wallet I walk out
Swiftly, like an assassin
Fillin' the van with packages, fillin' the tank with gas and keys, ignition, it's activated
I'm claimin' my lanes and I'm slippin' and rippin' in traffic!
Packin' Boxes, shippin' and handlin'
Lunch break 30 minutes the maximum!
(Lunch break)
Drive LA deliver the package
5 days I'm repeatin' the action
2 week's I get the paycheck
Friday's I spend it on magic
Invest your craftin'
Meditate, use your imagi-nation place it on canvas
Paint your picture with purpose
Painting turns into words and that turns into songs you matchin'
With beats from your producer
Record, mix it and master
Cover Art get it posted
Song get uploaded
Wait 2 business days start the process all over, man I'm grindin'
Cuz I'm out here grindin'
Cuz I'm out here grindin'