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rza - grits (original version) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
it was just me and you
sitting on the porch
talking about what we was gonna do when we got older
it was hard living up here
growing up..

[chorus: allah real (rza)]
when i was small
(just wanna sit back and enjoy the ride)
we had nothing at all
we used to eat grits
(the chills are going through your bones)
for dinner
(yeah, on the street, doing this music)
it was pain
almost drive a man insane (is crazy)
(boy, i wish things could be better)
what we could fight for
to survive another day
(wish ol’ dirty was here)
(you feeling this beat?)
but i said nah

[verse 1: rza]
an old k!lla bee once hummed me a tune:
“stay up at night, don’t sleep on your moon”
wu_tang in the cut, can i get the “su!”?
from gattin’ staten plus the brooklyn zoo
monеy manhattan, the gods is meaner in mеdina
this earth on jamaica avenue – god, i seen her
three_fourth covered, supreme beloved
i respect those withers that be cooking like their mothers
i love my thunns that bury their guns
we got verbal missies for your superficial issues
my darts whistle {_whistle_}
rips through the air, then tear through your ear tissue
toss you off that tropical, my glocko poppin’, yo
but, tonight, i don’t want to pop a ho
[chorus: allah real, (masta k!lla)]
when i was small
we had nothing at all (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh huh)
we used to eat grits (oh yeah)
for dinner (c’mon, yeah)

[verse 2: masta k!lla]
young shorties in my hood started hustling
packin’ bags at the neighborhood associate
growing up, not as fortunate to have the fly sh_t
i’m too young, no jobs’ll hire me legit
you walkin’ down the street with your gun in your hand
drinking, thinking of a masterplan
your old earth can’t afford what your friends got
so you roll to the spot with your thing ‘pon c_ck
and it seems worth the takin’, stomach achin’
morningstar veggie bacon go good with the grits
the polo fit matching real fly with the wallabee kick
kangol knit, ’86 deuce fl!cks
wild and untamed, sn_tched chain on the train
jump off and cause fiasco, duckin’ roscoe
bag shorty at the taco bell in high school
(lemme hear it?)

[chorus: allah real]
when i was small
we had nothing at all
we used to eat grits
for dinner

- rza

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