Top Songs By Grimm Dreamurr
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joel Marquis-Kumba
Songwriter
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Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joel Marquis-Kumba
Recording Engineer
ProdFireman
Producer
Lyrics
I'm here with George to welcome you to the Trap Car
I like to keep my rhymes between the lines that's why I call them trap bars
And I'm trying to be like Nines 'cause he's some kind of rap star
But you won't find me out in central wearing Trap Star
Bro we're in that car, Lizzie carried me out Brentwood, I travelled that far
From West London, home of this black star and Mos Def I'm gonna shine
But you won't see me moving at light-speed I'm going that fast
It's not that hard to see my vision clearly, but if you ain't near me
At the top then that's a peak decision, bro I had to keep my distance
Spent some time away from home to clear the dome
And then I found something that piqued my interest
You've heard it before, I had the drive the Audi wasn't far behind
From London to Romania the bars are moving super-fly
I'm trying to supervise the game so you can see the pain, strain, struggle and strife
We were scrutinised
Trap Car Sessions, bro I learned my lesson trying to teach the younger ones that
Trapping ain't the way out the recession, if you got flooded ice during the drought
Why you stressing, if you can't even share your cheese with the mice count your
Blessings 'cause they won't last for long, 'til then I'll blast you one more song
For old time's sake 'cause you got habits you can't shake, shake it off we're
Moving swiftly out the hood this time we're out for good, buying houses
Hugging spouses, bossing in tailored suits just like we should
In a city of nit-ties and crack fiends I use rap to unwrap facts
And unpack what the dream means used to run with the rat-pack
Now its rap that the team seeks, if you search between the seams
Then you'll learn what a stream means, no lean but I'm bending bars
So clean when I enter cars, pristine when I spit the bars so please
Can you sit your ahh down class is in session, trap car to be specific
Never had a rapper this prolific
Aye Fireman that's fire man we can't surrender, too many man-dem
Getting bagged up and I can't pretend that, everything with be okay
Truthfully my heart is tender I just really see no way that we can find a way to end it
Return to sender, I don't want your bad vibes you can keep your bad guys
Your energy is telling me that you're an enemy I've got the key to the roads
Ain't talking Fender I told you bro it's no surrender time to end it
Writer(s): Joel Marquis-kumba
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