Grind Don't Stop...

The grind don't stop
We do this every day
Do it for the love
But we trying to get paid
Man I keep my sword sharp
These suckers get slayed
Cause I been rocking microphones straight since the golden age
Me and A Gadite
Smoking in the ride
Dreaming of a future
That was hard to visualize
Hours in the studio
With Chris LaRock
Weed Whore took stage
And all the people got shocked
Hanging with unknown
Getting drunk writing poems
Smashing whack emcee's everywhere that we roamed
Howell got me shows at the Lincoln St., Station
Started ripping mics
On a regular rotation
Dropped the blunderbuss
Dropped gloomy grey next
And every time that I drop
You can bet I'm going to flex
Every time I rock a stage
You can bet I'll leave a mess
And every song I drop is classic expect nothing less

And the grind don't stop
Keep it going
Knowing that we reaching
For the top
See the seeds we sewing
Growing up into crops
And I'll probably keep on flowing til the day that I drop
Still love hip-hop
And I respect that shit
I know it saved my life
Help me to keep my grip
Cause it ain't always sunny
In the city of the d
But I be pulling through
Cause of the music in me
People try to do it
But can't do it like G
R E Y
Know what the future will be
More rhymes
More time
To formulate more lines
We banging on the door
Recording more than just four lines
Me and gloomy keep it classic
And every time we coming through we going to blast it
Still creeping on a come up
Sun up to sun up
Grind so hard
You'll get crushed if you run up