Lyrics GrindN - Michael X

Monk mode real rap kill the mumble
I go tenfold art of war sunt tzu
Rappers on they menstrual doing a whole minstrel
Rappers ripped around like candy wrappers
Rip the chart then burn it after
Ya hear that (Heart beats)
That's the heartbeat of your favorite rapper
His career feeds the worms for years after
End the chapter from the130 bpm pastor
My new project, the soundtrack to the rapture
Ingest threats they in the toilet hours after
Me I'm not impress by these rappers
Maybe it's how they dress
Acting like a bitch but see me I keep it dapper
He probably hip switch Infront of the mattress
Just like the boy

Me I'm out here Grid'n
Move on God's Timing
If we're not aligning
Then your not my kind man

Tried to tell bros but they only think in binary code
Of riches and owes
Pictures and clicks rewrite ya programing soul slamming
Code jamming antics
Got ya car note on my necklace, and ya rent hanging on my closet hanger
Withdraw results and deposit anger, never had lot a friend and never fit in either
I don't need em they ain't real any way
As long as I got Oshun I can chill anyway
As long as I got my wife, I don't need a pill anyway
Bagged her with the magnum energy, y'all can't relate
Heard you couldn't box and my G I can't relate