Grip Grand - Definition lyrics

From the start to the end of it Perfected all my penmanship Respected like an ‘87 record with Rakim on it I got my Rec-League membership Got so many benefits Cla**ic like They Reminisce Target practice, I never miss Afterwards you be pressin' rewind So you could catch the words Step up if you have the nerve I'm heavy like a pachyderm A ma**acre of rappers tear the stage up like a contractor I take it back to ‘95 when Mad Sk**z had the Nod Factor Don't believe me? Then holler back, where Broakland? [What?] Hear dem? Why you drop the ball like the year end? I told ‘em kiss my rear end in every battle we're in Yo, Gab Weirdo, my alter-ego, speak on how you feelin' Broakland in the boondocks Where they paint murals of 2Pac In the final scene of Juice when Him and Q was on the rooftop It's too hot, but still we keep kickin' it like a shoebox My stash spot, where I keep piff in it like a ooh-wop I tell your motherf**in' squad to Bounce like I was Doo Wop Why you bother competin', man? You only gonna forfeit Cuz' people thinkin' MC is shorthand for Most Conformist Was the reason why they hear your song And only know the chorus Go to war with all these s**ers But it's dangerous to battle Tryna box me on the mic? You would be safer with your shadow Stop actin' like you stuck on stupid Make some f**in' music And maybe you could be on the cover of The Source There's nothin' to it! Third grade teacher heard me speak like “I knew he would get it crackin” Neighbors said he had a talent but who would've thought it was rappin'? From end to end I burn you like graffiti or a CD Gab Weezy! So use some Common Sense and Take it easy