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MF Grimm - “Still My Love” [MF Grimm] [The Architech] [Sample from MF DOOM & MF Grimm - “My Love”] One by one, bitch niggas get served as I Touch nerves with these Special Herbs [MF Grimm] For my niggas in the Street, I give (love). For my niggas locked Up, I give (love). For the sisters in the Struggle, I give (love). This is all My (love) transformed through beats. In the Street, I give (love). For my niggas locked Up, I give (love). For the sisters in the Struggle, I give (love). This is all My (love) transformed through beats [MF Grimm] One by one, bitch niggas get served as I Touch nerves with those Special Herbs Now seasoned by The Architech, spiced up the words Streets move fast, so everything is blurred Give streets my love, I can't forget you Those who supported me, be nothing without you The best of times, the worst of times Scars & Memories travel Perc' through time Before a nigga made a dime, before a nigga rhymed Watched people in the street from the bottom climb They went after what they wanted, hunger didn't stop Defied all the odds and made it to the top Some didn't get the chance, murdered real young Died over bullshit, others got strung Forgot they were king and queens, crack touched lungs Some fought law, but law still won Streets is a movie, new actors want a role Crackheads, heads cracked, pack of crack stole Some stay in streets too long, took a toll Couldn't do the time, switched, became a mole [MF Grimm] For my niggas in the Street, I give (love). For my niggas locked Up, I give (love). For the sisters in the Struggle, I give (love). This is all My (love) transformed through beats. In the Street, I give (love). For my niggas locked Up, I give (love). For the sisters in the Struggle, I give (love). This is all My (love) transformed through beats [MF Grimm] Seconds go by, I'm starting to feel my age Scars, thirty-five of ‘em, four stars later Still in trenches, can't help it—I'm a leader Weight on shoulders, load ain't getting lighter Family suffer, squat to lift burden Got good grip, but legs are trembling Focus on chi, meditate, settle in Brace self, good times I'm remembering Life was easy carried in momma's arms Difficult older, momma know I carry arms Her son's a fighter, momma know I carry on Paralyzed, but momma know I carry on Percy'll be a billionaire, believe Mr. Carey's on I can't rest. I guess I'll do it when I'm gone Hold back my dreams—on this planet, there's none To show the streets that it can be done ‘cause [MF Grimm] For my niggas in the Street, I give (love). For my niggas locked Up, I give (love). For the sisters in the Struggle, I give (love). This is all My (love) transformed through beats. In the Street, I give (love). For my niggas locked Up, I give (love). For the sisters in the Struggle, I give (love). This is all My (love) transformed through beats [MF Grimm] Women with beautiful looks got them far Got them a hustler, a ghetto street star Got them jewelry, got them cars And got some killed and put behind bars Put in situations they don't want to be in Sisters locked down, my heart for you is bleeding Little kids watch street life and was shown Tried it on their own, got murdered like they're grown Others got a hundred years, whole life blown Feeling like a fool, should've stayed their ass in school A few did make it, but most got shot The School of Hard Knocks, from you I learned a lot, so (Thank you) [MF Grimm] Love. Love. Love (transformed through beats). Love. Love. Love. Love (transformed through beats). That's the end
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