Текст песни Hiphop V Bashment - Jerome da Chef

I used to think, is it all worth it?
All that sacrifice for music!
So I started back working 40hours for a steady cheque
Taking orders filling next mans pockets
These rappers dry snitching and get nominated
We out here talking love and staying underrated
I call a spade a spade so if I feel your faking
Your not real your just an imitation
Yeah I know that tides changing
I dont thrive on the hate
Drown in the sorrow
Skin burn in the lake
I see the weak will follow
I need strength to go against the grain
Who wants friends who only see the face value
Cant afford the full price
Begging for concessions
Discounted me until they saw the worth of my weapons
Now they wana scream we bredrins out, to the whole world
Then go plotting like a old girl
I can read it, I can read it
Couple foul mana hungry buddy lucky that your breathing
Like a puncture in your lungs, you be coughing, you be wheezing
Or a chicken on a Sunday you get roasted with the seasoning
Now they screaming treason
Dont know a womans worth
Or further more what a queen is
Looking over the fence, thinking about the greenest
Afraid to go in depth but always claim that your the deepest

Grind pun it
Baby girl come grind pun it
Grind like you love me gal
Wine like you love me gal
Grind pun it, grind
Baby girl come wine put it, wine
Do it like you love me gal
Do it, do it like you love me gal

Talented, smart and plus you look good
Modern day girl and still you cook good
Know how to dance you for the right moves
Keep away from the bad you got that good good
If I take a long walk I put my good foot forward
Cause I just want to stay up I your good books
Cause your special your special, your special, your special, your special
Girl your proper, yeah your proper, your proper, your proper
I can really see you being somebody′s mother
I can really see you being somebody
I can see it, I can see it
Right now we shouldn't feel it
Visually undressing, when your covered still appealing
Everything impressive from your 1st impression
Helen of Troy if I could help would burst the weapon, for your love

Grind pun it
Baby girl come grind pun it
Grind like you love me gal
Wine like you love me gal
Grind pun it, grind
Baby girl come wine put it, wine
Do it like you love me gal
Do it, do it like you love me gal