Grind Season - SoSoon: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Grind Season

2

Hip-Hop/Rap

Grind Season adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak SoSoon Music tarafından 14 Aralık 2022 tarihinde yayınlandıS.O.N.Y., Vol. 3

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AlbümS.O.N.Y., Vol. 3

Çıkış Tarihi14 Aralık 2022

FirmaSoSoon Music

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM95

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

James C Gantt

Songwriter

Marvin Sannon

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

SoSoon

Engineer

Akira Shelton

Mixing Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

I have a confession, I think you're better than me it's grind season

You rappity ass rappers can out rap me

You probably can write a better hit record grind season

You hotep ass **** can out conscious me

Y'all probably got better concepts but there's just one thing

Nobody can put it together like I do fuck you thought

Yo if opportunity knocks I'm on the other side

Waiting for the door to unlock with gun cocked

Strap hanging from my shoulder, lyrically trained soldier

The first shot shot signifies the game's over

No remains for ya, just a custom made obituary

Draw the breath out for you like a game of Pictionary

Draw your death out for you mafioso consigliere

Fuck the labels they illegitimate beneficiaries

Visionary, me and the mic form a chemistry

Professional hitman chrome gat for my enemies

A gun ho flow plus a mountain for a memories

The way I stole the recipe to success from destiny

My pedigree consists of prestigious emcees

There's a thin line between these emcees and weaklings

Who speak without reason there's no rhyme, believe it it's showtime

They telling me Soon it's yo time it's Grind Season

Fuck you rapping ass **** I'm tired of being humble it's grind season

I been humble way too long and clearly that's not getting me anywhere

So all you getting it's grind season

Is these bars and this dick I'm grinding for all of my shit, **** I'm grinding

Speaking of this dick fuck yo bitch, yo

Your girl is a mountain climber

She was yodeling when she felt the mountain inside her

I'm the mountain lion, the tiger tamer the shout supplier

My head up in the mouth of the tiger

My dick so long, go in her come up out her vagina

Curve around her inner thy and go back up inside her

I'm a rough rider too tough for rough riders

My nuts so buff when I nut I nut geysers

My grind is long my grind is strong

My dick size three times the total time of this song

I ride hard like my name was Fido after we're finished

I'm kicking you out like Simon from American Idol

If you're down you should know that you're dating a rhino

A wild animal I grind like I'm taking a final

Breaking your spinal laying you naked making it final

Said your man was the champ well I'm taking his title it's grind season

It was just jokes I swear it was just jokes it's grind season

I got a girl (Grinding) I wouldn't fuck your bitch

(It's grind season) without your permission

But then again it's her body so I wouldn't fuck her without her permission

It's just bars it's just bars it's just bars

Or is it

Yo I'll shatter the sound barrier battle you break you down

Unravel your character leave you scattering on the ground

Grab hold of your heart gather the rest of your parts

Bag em then carry em to your local surroundings pass em around

Better salvage the saliva to swallow the vials of fire I'm spitting

Hide your girl's kitten my dick's a hound for vagina

And I never ever been scared of digging in from behind her

I play for the Yanks I'm in the major's y'all dudes is minors

My mind is a nine milli when I'm spitting these rhymes

I can make something out of nothing like my name was MacGyver

I can produce drama like Kanye through the wire I'm so conniving

I can remove your 20 inch rims while you're still driving then

Collide into your tires while you still riding

95 on the 95 to see if you survive it I'm a

Hitman for hire song for song I personify

A lyrical hybrid splitting y'all **** open like hymens

My timing is impeccable I'm a living god

I provided the sticky residue from the left of my testicle son

I'm the one who breathed the breath in you

Funny how the slip of a finger can bring the death to you

Quietly creep up next to you (Boo) put the tech to you

Bullets dance in you like the West Indian Day festival

Or J'Ouvert y'all **** is booty

The only time you murdering **** is on looseleaf

Line for line your rhymes is just decent

That's why you ain't getting no shine like it's the evening

Whether I'm signed or not, I'm seasoning

These wack rappers like slaves in the Caribbeans

I'm a god amongst heathens a mastermind

My 3rd eye so strong I should write with my penis

Fuck your thoughts while you dreaming

Read it in weep or read it in semen either way it's still grind season

Alight shut up shut up shut up we get the point it's grind season

Look the moral of the story is make sure your quality it's grind season

Matches your quantity cause I'm coming all my life I been grinding all my life

And I'm staking my claim

Rest in peace Nip

Written by: James C Gantt, Marvin Sannon

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