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Grip is a musical artist known for their powerful and introspective lyrics combined with dynamic storytelling. They incorporate elements of various genres such as hip-hop, soul, and alternative music into their sound. Grip has gained recognition for their thought-provoking and emotive music, often tackling personal and societal issues. more »

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Might just pull a DMX and drop two in a year
More truths to spew in you ears in lieu of my peers
A loose screw in the mood to ruin careers
Y'all think these niggas tough?
Look me in my eyes, do it look like I really give a f*ck?
The game is all twisted, niggas selling out to get a buck
A chain and flawed pendant, then claim they authentic
Too many names to call, I aim at y'all and paint them walls crimson 
I came to cause tension
Threw flamers all through my last shit 
My brain evolved since then 
But the pen ain't reached its pinnacle
Niggas is minuscule, mental identical with middle school 
Mimicking gimmicky nigga interviews
Then wonder why they not winning
Too worried 'bout hot women and tennis shoes
Even when I'm not locked in, I'm top tenning it
Deadass, like I rock Timberlands, the block trembling (why?)
Tu got the bass thumping, I'll do the rest
Y'all sayin who the best? I ain't too impressed
And so I'm

Back by popular demand (popular demand)
Niggas plotting on on my mans 
We gon' drop 'em where he stand (we gon' drop 'em where he stand)
Whole posse getting bands 
Got 'em copyin' the plans (copyin' the plans)
Had a pocket full of grams 
But these days I need the profit in advance

Back by popular demand (popular demand)
Niggas plotting on on my mans 
We gon' drop 'em where he stand (we gon' drop 'em where he stand)
Whole posse getting bands 
Got 'em copyin' the plans (copyin' the plans)
Had a pocket full of grams 
But these days I need the profit in advance

A prophet stacking a profit
Packing a rocket in my jacket pocket
One in the head, I don't have to cock it
Niggas actin', stop it, my shit slap from Old Nat to Brockett
Ok we got it, Grip, back to topic
Ok I gotta die rich (why?) 'Cause I grew up poor
Seen lives expire from age, I seen a few cut short
I seen them glocks busting, cops rushing through front doors
My city on fire, I know that I can do much more
Maybe I show these lil' niggas they can be like me
Trade in all of my designer for a clean white tee
Or maybe I don't and tell 'em I do it for motivation
And they get more impatient, more robbing and home invasions
More dealing, more killings, mugshots with no feelings
Cell blocks get more tenants
That ain't your business
Maybe you right, maybe I'm better off oblivious
Get rich and act like I never witnessed it
So I'll be

Back by popular demand (popular demand)
Niggas plotting on on my mans 
We gon' drop 'em where he stand (we gon' drop 'em where he stand)
Whole posse getting bands 
Got 'em copyin' the plans (copyin' the plans)
Had a pocket full of grams 
But these days I need the profit in advance

Back by popular demand (popular demand)
Niggas plotting on on my mans 
We gon' drop 'em where he stand (we gon' drop 'em where he stand)
Whole posse getting bands 
Got 'em copyin' the plans (copyin' the plans)
Had a pocket full of grams 
But these days I need the profit in advance

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