Listen to Grumps (feat. Kadis, Aeonsone, M.C. Razor & Syllablistic) by Ground Zero

Grumps (feat. Kadis, Aeonsone, M.C. Razor & Syllablistic)

Ground Zero

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

Yo lets do this lets do this Lets go lets go I been firing these off since I was a young lame Small frame no skin on my bones no shame Saw the game, love to Fame No mention where that got him I draw lines like states aint Pretend I belong friend Fuck ya trend That be going outta fashion I suspend action Fool proof plans based on classics I attack it The only option left Spit bars according To how I'm feel when I'm stressed Blow lids when I flex and dent the cement Transcend hip hop cemeteries at best when I wreck this Stress this more than before implore y'all keep up Whether grindin or pushing limits on speakers We up n about so keep yo insurance No assurance needed when we speaking the bullshit We full clip spitters smiling out a full lip Y'all red flags to the horns on this bull, bitch Grump, Ima mothafuckin grump Wont let you get a line now, not even a bump Grump grump, just a bunch of fuckin grumps Choppin yall down, and leave you fuckin stumped Grump, Ima mothafuckin grump Wont let you get a line now, not even a bump Grump grump, just a bunch of fuckin grumps Choppin yall down, and leave you fuckin stumped Yo yo yo who wants to battle I'll snatch you snakes off the floor and, rip off your rattles Go in & Odin calls me Razor Allfather I ground you toy soldier sons and doll daughters (Forevaa) Two yards deep All these shots I serve, I'm a true barkeep Your barks weak, even weaker than your bite is Any speaker speaking peaks & gets blown out tryna fight this The clay of life stays put till I mold it We can't see eye to eye, you motherfuckers are blindfolded Origami ugly ducklings Y'all might be married to the beat, but I got you hubbies cucking Study up & bring it Idle hands the devils playground and you can catch this swing set Left hook right hook but one punch could settle shit Ya face gon crunch like a kettle chip (Yo) I am the infinite, space you're living in Down to every single lyric I be spittin quick Call me SYLLA This soliloquy was written way before I chose a pen Even the, paper was a tree way back before we cut that shit Speaking of Trees, I smoke till I'm static Roll it up tight, upon a loose leaf Cuz this is loosely thematic I'm talkin cursive to addicts I know I'm speaking erratic But this is me, I am the only Don't fuck with me if you missed it Pause Cuz I cannot give a fuck I have been on a rush Trying to make a buck fiddy to catch the bus Workin from 6 to 4 Still makin time to go Out of my way for the people I never trust Damn if I do if I don't but who give a fuck If you've been keepin up I AM the who and what I am the giver the ripper the void we deliver The soul and the body the one in the mirror The echo the ripple the stone and the river The mountain the valley the food and the dinner The shadow the light and the time in the middle The person you see when you pass by the window I'm who you believe in when nothing is settled But I am not God, I am a sinner I am a human with earthly endeavor's While looking for pleasures Well I am a Grump, Bitches, Thats all we got brudah
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