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Still Grimey

アーティスト:U-God 

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[U-God] Yo, rated x, smack you off the stage when I'm vexed No sweat, I crack a cold case of Beck's Guess whose back, the jack of all trades is next The rap cuisine, I crack a raw egg and flex I cave in your chest, this one came from the jets Yeah, the cause and effect, make innocent blood pour The streets is like the rap game, a daily tug of war For rich or for poor, or death do us part, niggaz come for test [Chorus: U-God] Still grimey (grimey, grimey) Still slimey (slimey, slimey) Don't try me (try me, try me) It's been ten long years, you can't untie me [Sean Price] Bring fire and Ruck let the heat pour Niggaz like Ruck 'Fuck you rhyming to this beat for?' Listen, life is like a muthafuckin' seesaw One minute you're hot, the next, your rep drops None of your biz, fuck around, and run in your crib Wife like 'He ain't here', throw some to your wiz Niggaz running up on me, til the tre' pound click Talking 'bout 'Ruck, let's battle' on some 8 Mile shit I'm like; nigga, my name ain't B. Rabbit It's Sean Price, Big Ruckus from busting these ratchets Call me gay basher, for fucking up these faggots Ya'll niggaz ain't nothing, stop fronting, stay passive Yo, pass the dutch, on the left hand side Sean gone til November, stole Wyclef's ride Bob Backlund, car jacking, New Jersey driving Ya'll niggaz ain't think about rapping, til you hear me rhyming, oh [Chorus] [Prodigal Sunn] I keeps it real in the field, Navy feel on the drill Never stingy with my bills, plenty gravy I spilled Recorded in the history of rap, two inch reels Seven to ten mills, eleven to twenty hills Rest in peace to my brother Half-A-Mil


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