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or we'll be brawling (we boxing)
I don't have time to keep it stalling (no stalling)
I'm making money with my eyes closed (no blindfold)
Don't Stop! Won't

[Verse 1]
Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars
Gotta keep grindin' till you know who we are
Got so many thoughts so I put them in bars
I don't

Nose to the grind, yeah, I put this to the grindstone
Sayin' that's your bitch, tell me why she sit on my phone
I don't give a fuck, I'm gettin' high,

you that you can't do it
Keep your nose to the grindstone and true to your shit
Listen. I know you got a lot to say
Sometimes it's better to sit back,

I give honesty and love it seem like i cant get it
Nose to the grindstone bitch I'm on a money mission
You can't see me when I drive I got it five

phase me
I kept my nose to the grindstone in the barrooms every night

Played the old songs
A few of mine
I did it my way, it worked every time

the unexpected cause the opposition will bury it
Nobody gives a damn about you except for you
Which is why I put my nose to the grindstone for mines
I don't ask

on the pedal until I'm outta gas
Keep my head on a swivel until I crash

Reaching new heights
This a no fly zone
Been had my nose to the grindstone
Lil too high,

Bitch, nobody's mind works like mine
It's nose to the grindstone time, homes, your mind's blown
'Cause I rhyme like I'm still tryin' to get signed, up in

In Search of the Youth Crew

Cadence Weapon

You Don't Know (DJ Food's 1000 Masks Mix)

2008

run out the clock, report it to the myzer
Rhyme wise, I'm a lifer with a bullet-ridden bedpost
Nose to the grindstone, dig 'em 'til your mind's blown

In Search of the Youth Crew

Cadence Weapon

Afterparty Babies

2008

run out the clock, report it to the myzer
Rhyme wise, I'm a lifer with a bullet-ridden bedpost
Nose to the grindstone, dig 'em 'til your mind's blown

In Search of the Youth Crew

Cadence Weapon

Afterparty Babies

2008

I run out the clock, report it to the myzer
Rhyme wise lifer with a bullet-ridden bedpost
Nose to the grindstone, dig em till your mind's blown

I'm soaring but ma nose on these grindstones till they love it
I'm caught up in myself, I don't know how much you suffer
We all tryna stack the monies

to the grindstone ya know it keep us tight
You know money's motivation
Can't go on no five star vacation
Without it, life's basic
And I ain't bout that shit
Nah

vindication
My throne fits perfect
I can't stop working
I'm supposed to be on vacation
Money on the mind
Got my nose to the grindstone
Don't need the nine

hopes
I won't
Ever lose focus I'm puttin' my nose to The grindstone
I'm not a G, don't pretend to be
All this evil's depletin' my energy
But as long

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

never hold me down, I am god infinite

White momma black pops, I guess I'm Black maybe?
Curly hair, wide nose Like a black baby
Born in 86 that's year

through the motions,
Graze a star that’s closest

Nose to the grindstone
Self-abuse, till I’m known 
Or I’m stoned, anything is possible
Spreading this

know I'm always gon' keep driving with the spirit of my entity
Taking the wheel pretending we immune to harm not a threat to see
Cupid charmed me

a week 
Well I haven’t had a shower and no time to sleep 
But I gotta keep movin’ 
I Gotta keep groovin’ 
Day by Day 

I got my nose to the grindstone my

now she out selling it
Stick to the guy code, nose to the grindstone 
One good girl worth atleast a fucking thousand hoes

nose to the grindstone focus of an owl
Might fall to my knees but I'll rise to my feet
Then I'll climb to the peak with a knife in my teeth and
Carry

believe that I make it so hard to cope,  but it happens
I got my nose against the grindstone
Breaking my back
Trying not to make another scene
Don't wanna