Lyrics:
Now let's get down to the nitty gritty
Is God really really real?
My mind grows weary
Don't know how to feel
Im tired of my will to fight
And I give
Yeah, it's about that time
Always gotta clear my mind
Seen a couple different faces
Some long other shorter phases
Seems like I'm always chasing
solo
If my Brothers don't Mind.
Stick out my tongue and I'm bout
Ready to hit this nitty, gritty,
Bitty with persistence
Yo, I don't think ya'll hear me
on people now
I like the sound of funky music
My mind is singing
Everybody sing it sing it
I like it
'Cause funky music sho nuff turn me
my fire
All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka
Freddie: Feeling's nitty-gritty
Larry: Sound is in the city too
Rose: Music's still
I just wrote an essay on The Crucible for the last time ever in my life
So we're gonna recap the story before we go into the nitty gritty of what I
Stayed down in the nitty gritty
Then came up with my Homie
I got a lot of money and a lot
Of fame but never changed up on my Homie
She wanna fuck
let's get to the nitty gritty'
'me and Mike, two months, Trump, Atlantic City'
yo, you got this you gonna bust dude up
yeah, you can be my trainer word
you sayin? you tryin' to solve 'em?'
'forget the small talk let's get to the nitty gritty' 'me and Mike, two months, Trump, Atlantic City'
Yo, you
Violins keep movin' to the nitty gritty
But when you hear the scratch of the guitar scratchin'
Then you'll know that the rhythm carries all the action, so
gritty hick we'll make your nipples ripple
Make you wanna dip your dipple make you wanna soak your hickory stick, that's rigth
Because my man has a grip
finger licking licks
For all you wicked city slick chicks
And all you nitty gritty hick
We'll make your nipples ripple
Make you want to dip your
to hear it
Blow horns you sure sound pretty
Your violins keep movin' to the nitty gritty
When you hear the scratch of the guitar scratchin'
Then
No time
For sleep
On top
Of slingin
Stinky green
Bushes of
Goodness
Looking at magazines
My team is cookin
The scene was tooken
By
Storm
limits to the things we could do
And I made this record for you's, and a we can break it down
To the nitty gritty one time, and when it comes
Dark thoughts in my mind I'm go slash him from behind
And stab the cunt 10 times
Someone save me from this trauma
Mother died and left her new born
to the nitty gritty
Step up, come on, come off, I'm havin' a ball
Take you on a ride
You think it was a free fall
Lyrical minded so you all can adapt well
Came
love when it gets ??beat silhouette??
Till I see another one better
Age of twelve a rapper just for fun
My desire inspired by run d(run run d d)
But now
couldn't get by me, why me
A soldier that has a backround of murders and robbery
That shit that used to be my hobby
Never do it sloppy, make the job
limpin'
But back back to the nitty gritty
Bout this nigga slippin' in my fuckin' city
By the time that he realized that he fucked up
The stupid
naked"
Don't know how y'all do in y'all's city
But 'round here we're gettin' down to the nitty gritty
And I hate to put you out like that
But you've
sharin' the chocolate
the very next day, she gave someone the key
The game is so gritty
The other day I came up 'cross my old fiend
He's clean now don't
She a lil bitty
Down with the nitty gritty
Anything to get a milli
Money funny robbem silly
Prada bag don't carry feelings
Baddest bitch inside
the sand
Its foot on they neck all disrespect
When I tell em that I'm the man
I got problems on problems
Tryna provide asylum
I done lost my fucking mind
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