Lyrics:
tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.
Lovely, never, ever change.
Keep that
on to the next schmo who flows, he nose-dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told, it unfolds, I suppose it's old, partner
But the beat goes on, da-da-dum,
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows
Get sick,
remember much about last night
But I do know that I got in a fight
Somebody introduced my nose to the floor
Oh it just don't get it no more
But I like
And that garbage is piled up high, and buddy you should see the flies
I said
[Chorus]
There something rotten here (say what)
You better hold your nose
a Xan' to these hoes (these hoes)
Got 'em playin' with they nose (yeah)
I sleep on a beach off the avenue (the avenue)
I came to your city with revenue
Where are you takin me?
I'm like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
If I keep my nose clean
I won't get my eyes shined
But I'm proud to be
Public
eye on
This shit is a two edged sword
I'm on the Grindstone
Imma tell you that from me you ain't getting no ride home
Betta keep yo eye on
Yeah
Betta
didn't hit me up so
Now im home with my nose to the grindstone
Skeletons are living in the depths inside my closet
Emotions flooding through I ignore
I've got a baby girl to provide for
Money is made on the backs of the poor
Nose to the grindstone and eyes on the floor
Do what I say, you'll be rich
Got my hat on my head
Got my scarf round my neck
I'm all dressed up and ready to go
Got my earmuffs on my ears to keep me warm
Galoshes on my feet
No time to unplug, gotta stay on the grind
Gotta always stay ahead, never miss a single memo
Nose to the grindstone, that's how I build my credentials
Ooh, ooh
Whoa, yeah
Ooh (yeah)
Take your nose off my keyboard
What you bothering me for?
There's a room full of niggas
What you following me
Better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose, watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man to know which way
buddy
You've got your nose to the grindstone
And your fingers on my chopping block
All my instruments lie and wait
For the chance to eviscerate
You want
Ooh, ooh
Ring, ring, ring, ring
You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh
You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring
I can't keep this on the low
I
Ehh
I'm just trying to see how much you feeling, what emotions
Faded off the lude keeps 'em keeling out, you croakin'
Oh baby you know I got a mil
let’s keep it P y’all was doin to much Tit for Tat cause usually dat course of action makes a person feel attacked Enough of dat I bought anotha round
I been daydreamin
I been daydreamin
I wakeup every day with my nose to the grindstone
No shakeup for may juxtaposed to night leavin mindsblown
My
Keep your chin up
Get your act together now
No pain, no gain, no name
You gotta fast track what's coming
Put your nose to the grindstone
There's
lead to dead ends
Spent too long my nose to grindstone
Nothing to show, it just erodes my bones
Cannot catch a break, it don't matter what I do
Rains it
Better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose, watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man to know which way
and driving lanes to the refrain
And keep it positive as pains taking as it is
I'll never turn back cause that's the way I've got to live
I'll never turn back
nose
Pass out at all the shows
I don't even think about Speed
That's something I just don't need
I've got the straight edge
I'm a person just
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