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Jazz Is Back in Grand Rapids (Louis Armstrong) · Live in Grand Rapids 10.25.06 (Casey Stratton) · Live at Cedar Rapids 12/10/87 (John Denver) · Seoto: Sound of the Rapids (Tomoko Sunazaki) · Live at Cedar Rapids 12/10/87 (John Denver) · In Grand Style: The Otis Grand Collection (Otis Grand) · Hat Trick (America) · Fun Trick Noisemaker (The Apples in Stereo) · Trick or Treat (The String Cheese Incident) · One Trick Pony (Paul Simon) – and 90 other albums »


to NASA
200 Miles on the dash
Gotta roll a pound up and gas it
Switching lanes in a Grand Rapid
We the ones that kept it cool
With all these niggas
I bought a Porsche
And I'm leavin Grand Rapids
Quit my job, quit my school
Quit this place
My mother cried
My father was fried
Hey, I've got no
I'm a killa with 40 watt range
With an arrangement of bullets that I've arranged
Encrypted in scriptures specific individual names
That shall remain
type of whore, by the shore, ? trick on her
But I'm collectin these vicks when I put the dick on her
O.U.T., L.A.W.Z.
You fuckin'' with a nigga livin'
fucking you now, before I blow up
You know what?
I seen your kind before, high saditty but really like it raw
In the closet like a ridah type of whore by
pride.
You see I'm from Grand Rapids and up my way
We grow the best blueberries in the U.S. of A.

And when we pull into old H.K.
The little
the fucking projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs were
the fucking projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs were
ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots
and drug spots, well if you're too poor to move out
or get a new house, it's like livin in a war walkin through
the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin' projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear
Trick of the light
Or just
A loss of perspective
Flaw in the grand plan
Just
The way it is

Looks good from a distance
But
The closer I come
I focus my locus thought on my enemies
Sip off the Hennessey it's necessary to finish me
I'm in this social immortal when it comes to the phone book
I focus my locus thought on my enemies
Sip off the Hennessey it's necessary to finish me
I'm in this social immortal when it comes to the phone book
the fucking projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs were
the fucking projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs were
to be
A motherfuckin' murder
I'm glad to be
A nigga that did the murder
So sad to see
Another motherfucker floatin'
In plastic reef
Sleep wit' his
out of control
I'm the equator, you're just the north pole
Flip like a skater doin' tricks when I talk
You're just an amateur and I'm tony hawk
feat. Young Buck) 

[Trick Daddy:] 
Our father who art in heaven 
Hallowed thy be thy name, thy kingdom come 
All our G's would've been gone
the fucking projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs were
alright

I'm sugar free
In the night
(So lonely, so lonely)
I'm sugar free
In the day
(I feel so lonely, yeah)

[ Grand Daddy I.U. ]
Listen, let
ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots
and drug spots, well if you're too poor to move out
or get a new house, it's like livin in a war walkin through
The I will and I can in you
Execute the grand plan in you
I'm your daddy and happy to see the man in you

Might know too much but I'm no soft touch
Good with math but I skipped it in school
Ankle to shop but I'm sick with them tools
Shit, that's why I'm kicked out of school
Fuck J's by da locker,
Spanish speaking
Now how many dues must I pay to win
You're angry and you're stressin that oppression
but you judge me by the skin I'm in when
Adam Clayton
the fuck I be I, you cannot see I
Flabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I.
Oops I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand Canyon
I'm prime time, giving MC's