Lyrics:
right through it [SCRATCHING]
Chitty chitty bang bang chitty bang chitty
I kick the nitty gritty
For the people in the city
Here's somethin' that ya
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
dig your grave, nigga
Pop molly at the rave, nigga, chains on me, no slave, nigga
We've been in the cave, nigga, we done fucking made niggas
Take
observe them first / take in they mannerisms with the banter verse / this the land they don't mentions that they say is cursed / plot twist on the ending
I didn't want to,
Leave you behind,
But your clothes weren't stepping,
Into line.
Too much self pity,
Not enough nitty gritty
And just when you
against me (uh)
Do y'all want beef (uh uh) or do y'all want peace? (uh uh)
y'all don't really want to see me take it to the streets (uh uh)
When
I see the smoke through the trees, the birds the bees. The nitty the gritty the burbs the city,
The trailer park, the ghetto, suburbia, el barrio.
by eight being whipped in bondage
I am one of one you should call me highness
Instead they track us down with the police sirens
Blind us It’s love
colours
Traditional culture the mind and the power
To get to the African land of the promise
With education and economics
The time has come that Africa must
, by-by-by, Jamal-Ski, ki-ki-kiyah!
[Jamal-Ski] {best guess}
Jump up and be upon the mic and stick em
Come follow me the man me work for the mic
They
raw down to the nitty-gritty
People acting shitty when they see me counting fifties
Buying new sneakers, "Yo, son! Where'd you get these?!"
[Mike G]
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
on the way
Shit it sounded okay, but me I had to ask
If we don't do Big Pimpin 2, would you still put us on blast
A song like that might take a nigga
brothers who was gunned down
By some psycho with imaginary fears
When you get down to the real nitty-gritty
You're on a subway in New York City
I got shot with a buck shot, shot me down
But you know you can't paint a frown on a clown
Sewer gutter blood runs through my system
Death stopped by
its in me
Peanut butter faces
Don't be getting nowhere near me
Gotta have that Jelly
For me to show up in a jiffy
Nitty Gritty Fuckers
I grow up where
went wide
I take mine keepers gonna dive
Its hard tryna stay alive in the city
Thats why I get down with the nitty gritty
You wanted me in jail what
in my pity
Now let's get to the nitty gritty
June reminds me of my first ditty played unique
Still 16 and feeling horny
Point the sky and feel free
I'm cool
Everything I do is with an attitude
I'm whatever it takes to get over
I can be Miss A-ditty
Or I can be nitty gritty
It all depends on what I
the real.
Vibration so high, when I closed my eyes, all that's real is revealed.
I speak that nitty gritty, see I'm truly witty, ain't no need to attest.
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
last
I'm not here to impress yea
I'm saying less
Look at me doing my best
Gotta invest
Time is so pressed
Don't be oppressed by the mess that we see
Know
she can call shawty tricky
And aint lil kids we hit that door we gettin busy to the nitty gritty
Spend a lil money and get back that bread baby
We gonna
back, tracing my memories
I guess I thought that somehow it would better me
That's when I realized, I never liked being touched
By my friends or by guys,
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