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Meet Jaryd and GRIP Friends of the sons of mothers who's sons Lost their lives in the streets These two young men who've managed to survive in cities Where too many n***as die (Yo) They're dreamin' quiet (Relax, ahah) Tryna dodge a suit and tie Recordin' in a home studio (Yo, GRIP, good lookin') Check it I know everything is one Hate and love, peace and water, sky In the ocean floor, need less, and eatin' more First sight never seen beforе Bein' short, bein' tall, fall back, get involvеd You and I meet in Europe Last days in a long life, [?] and a tour guide Depart from [?] nah, long day to short night, rich man to poor guy Talk wrong, talk right, like dark, black, white First one, last time, got time, past time, new lane, dash lines Slow car, fast kind, burst in crash site, Manson, baptised Heaven in a pastlife, GRIP I don't know what I be missin' more Watchin' Ric Flair put his opponents in figure fours Or pushin' toy cars across the kitchen floor Climbin' a sycamore or playin' N64 Or pressin' my ear against my sister's door You ask, what did I listen for? The pictures depicted over explicit scores Studied that sh*t galore and jotted 'til my wrists was sore Them words hit harder when your condition's poor And you could relate to what them n***as spew on the tape While simultaneously losin' your faith So you view music as a thing that you can do to escape Outside is my muse, my inspiration to paint Save souls, lost souls, all the sinners and saints Do you smoke? Do you drink? Maybe you don't do neither All I need is to cope would make me a believer 'Cause I'm a heaver of "Hail Mary's" Scramblin' in a last ditch effort If I never escape the pocket, then blast this record Knew a n***a better than K.D. that never made it past J.V Today he servin' a sentence in the state P Make it out the hood and you considered an escapee But n***as don't want to see you stay free from ATL to AZ It's the same song, I think you n***as got the game wrong Think he need to find your place in the world instead of findin' someone to put the blame one Ran out of space, hang on We went from scribblin' with crayons to chalk outlines And the only possible way to communicate is a séance Damn, 'cause outside is a war wagin' on Don't end up a victim' that live forever through a song And I'm gone
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