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Rec​-​Gambinos

from Cassette Trippin' by Grip Grand

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Solid gold rhyme, God Allah Born
Terrorize the beat, that’s the art form
Hear it in the street like a car horn
Pardon us, all I see is other MCs who ain’t strong enough
And had to have me raise the bar for ‘em
Y’all warned, this is our court
All-sport, style wars
Put it in the air like July 4th
Rhyme off the head, but your time’s off
Forget it, par
Grip’s in the mix a lot, bitch, it’s a seminar
Sendin’ our message to the opposite team
When it comes to rap, click-clack, I’m a machine
When it comes to tracks, I am obscene
You know every motherfuckin’ rhyme shine like it’s aquamarine
You wouldn’t be the first cat to get caught in the beam
And start prayin’ that it all was a dream, like Big said
Every presi in your pocket got a very big head?
Well, I’m so fresh, I don’t gotta carry Big Red
Fuck a livin’ large rapper
Get the balls, bastard
I dis a rhyme fast as I could get the song mastered
Disembowel a style like a scalpel
I only look forward to the next part of your song
at the outro
You’re out cold like a sick day
Grip say the best rhymes of all
is all of the rhymes Grip say
Huh? Lemme explain
We ‘bout to ride out on these fools like the next train
On to the next thang...

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from Cassette Trippin', released October 25, 2010

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