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not save you
What you bring to the table
It's more than just pussy, we grind for the future
You play your position no way you can lose it

You got

put ya hands up 
It's a standing ovation 

Ovation my grind is life changing
Step in any city 
And da crowd go crazy
Put ya hands up 
If you appreciate

Stay by the whipper
Through the pillow how I deliver
Almighty moving this mafia godfather figure
Price is on me couple of dollars
Gonna put me in

with us well fuck-uh you,
No time for bull shit that's our attitude!
 
It's Big Lecxs you know I smash clowns daily,
Knock ya to ya knees, hope heaven

we reach our dreams
Made more money hustlin' than using degrees
We like Big Boi and Andre, So Fresh and So Clean
Keep your eyes on the road and watch

Back at it like a crack addict
Told shorty I’m a stack addict
I’m drinking Henny our the bottle light a spliff with it
I’m flipping bricks up

like mannequins
Our faith suffice
Don't be mislead by man again
Women can preach
That oppression is damaging
The kingdom's opportunity to reach someone's

to hustle, grind with the music
How about a penny for my thoughts
Times that by a hundred thousand
Screaming roaring crowds in
Heart pounding
Feel like a beast

like to spice so we in our grind
We in our grind
I'm just trapped in my zone
So you here for this song,
For reasons all on ya own
If you feel, sing along

We should be unified by the pride that we have in asses
Big or small, it could be a one or a ten or a three
Everyone can agree that
We are all but men

Constant in all of my ways
Never straying from the path of an empath
A pacifist who would rather let his time pass
By grinding in his craft
The one who

It's not too damn easy to live by your own man
Try to cash in the dead town people here are dumb man
Rich dude car bonk then girls gonna bonk back
I

big glock she got fucked by the gunshot It hurts so good but it feels so right and my whole life was goddamn fight On that one with my armor on hold her

man I'll spit on you niggas I'm fucking insane
Lyrical exercise six pack inside my mind I'm on my fucking grind 
Our lives were intertwined hope her

who's a bitch so
I never hang with niggas who just copy like 10-4
This aint even real, caught site of the big joke
Try to appeal, niggas die by the law
So

a little while since we last spoke
How’d the past 20 months go by
Me, I put it on grind 
Started off blind and climbed
Knew I could find 
New heights, they

All in Together

Sean Price

The Barrel Brothers

2014

the revolution by wearing a tech, nigga
Wake up show, still sleep, time to wake up tho
Might see me with the Mac, but it ain't make up, yo
I make up flows, cake

out
Who y'all think y'all fucking with
Took nothing made it something bitch
So y'all should take our example you'd
Be straight just leaving with

Ay it's Lil Steve I'm back in the game
Here to show the monsters that they're kinda lame
The pressure is on and so is the grind
To get on the right

It's Scale Music bitch
Big Bank cut the check and make a stretch
Run up the bag bitch I do it just to flex
Like it's Payday
Nigga do you know what I

where you at, product of my environment
Don't plan on retiring anytime soon
Big dreams on my mind in a tiny-ass room

Get the weight and keep it movin',

these shows and dive
But I can't run a mile on a track that isn't mine so I'll cry, yes it's fine -
Beat my chest in my own time, on my grind!
Barely

We game changers. Switchin' up the pace, nothing but bangerz
The last of a dying breed, real emcees we in danger
Beware our existence, bare witness

and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's

(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy