Gr5 (Intro)

[Intro]
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[Chorus]
A motherfucking beast on the mic
Act-acting like I'm going to war, war
A-a-and I'm, a-and I'm, and I'm (that sound), and I'm getting better year by year, year
A motherfucking beast on the mic
Act-acting like I'm going to war, war
A-a-and I'm, a-and I'm, and I'm (that sound), and I'm getting better year by year, year
Year by year
That s-that s-that sound

[Verse 1: GrewSum]
They want me to keep it peaceful
It's hard though 'cause all these people around me are all deceitful
Intentions are always see-through
The problem is all they need is some positivity near 'em
But they will never receive it, they don't want or need a hero
They do though, it's kinda crucial, they need it more than they know
To keep it orderly they would just leave it all and be ghosts
Me, I wanted to vote, keep an honest approach
Lead a lot and be known for being constantly dope
Making a nine to five and hustle to stay alive
I must be great 'til I die, must create and supply
Such creative design is nothing, I make it mine
I love the days when I grind, done with falling behind
It's time to put in the work, hustle like Gary Vee
Another rapper who's slacking is not what I care to be
Take every opportunity, grasp it and make 'em see
That someone who came from nothing can beat the odds and achieve

[Chorus]
A motherfucking beast on the mic
Act-acting like I'm going to war, war
A-a-and I'm, a-and I'm, and I'm (that sound), and I'm getting better year by year, year
A motherfucking beast on the mic
Act-acting like I'm going to war, war
A-a-and I'm, a-and I'm, and I'm (that sound), and I'm getting better year by year, year
Year by year
That s-that s-that sound

[Verse 2: GrewSum]
Five deep in the Grass Roots catalogue
And I can see all the bullshit that carries on
All these sheep and the wolves try to get along
They all cheat and that's wrong but they can't evolve
They already fucked, it just ain't revealed yet
Real recognize real, you ain't a real threat
You can't really roll with the wheels bent
I still get hype over chances to kill shit, I feel blessed
Bomb of a nuclear nature hater, I ain't as calm
Every idea is a seed I planted, I made a farm
Y'all ain't ready for all the weight I carry, it'd break your arms
I've already been treated like Carrie and it made me strong
So if you ain't learned to love every time you failed
Then you don't understand the struggle and you can't prevail
An act this clear and consistent, it means time is rare
So I'ma have to show 'em how it's done
We 'bout to clear the air

[Chorus]
A motherfucking beast on the mic
Act-acting like I'm going to war, war
A-a-and I'm, a-and I'm, and I'm (that sound), and I'm getting better year by year, year
A motherfucking beast on the mic
Act-acting like I'm going to war, war
A-a-and I'm, a-and I'm, and I'm (that sound), and I'm getting better year by year, year
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[Outro]
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