beat is sick bro, brief, simple, matter of fact, this one's perfect for the intro, open up the Memwarz read a script for, hold up wait, first let me see how long the list go, break the tools down to groups, fast division, should be a crew song how did i pass for this one, been waiting too long why should i ask permission and if i made it, why the heck the Griffin aint paid it, im rocking flows like modern clothes, pockets swole, with a fresh lit optimo, crowd control, microphones, hip hop's the role, this skinny jeans with a dream thing its got to go.
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check, checka one, checka checka two, checka checka checka three, checka checka four, its EDM we coming back for more, children out the door, target competition overthrow, take it by the throat
brutal truths for your fruity loops, hula hoops for you fruity groups, y'all sweeter than booby juice, y'all truly do perplex me, see your people are gassed up thinking you an emcee, quit cheating them beats, it gives me the creeps, you aint a boss guy, your small time, like the respect you get in the streets, and when i say streets i mean cyphers, that word of mouth, spreading like a germ throughout the cities and niteclubs, oh you viral on the net, whatever, so you got you a couple homes with money, i still buss better, you card carrying wack indies speeding into a 360 D.O.A. crash ending.
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im sure some cats be like, "Griff think he clever in his own mind", you dang right i think im clever in my own mind, got you on any given level, got my own rhyme, plus the griffbrand only support its own line, money in house, is money that never gets out, less its to clothe or put some food in my kid's mouths, get to a show, spread the truth, dip out, bless individuals trying to see what the Griff's bout, you a bugged out, chunker with his gut out, nine in the a.m. already want his lunch now, sittin on the couch with his tongue out, yelling down the stairs, mama asking what he want now
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