Tha Grimm Teachaz - Grimm Savyas lyrics

[Verse 1: Hi-Fidel as PMDF] Swing swing, chop chop With my cutla** sword All I wanted to express: please prepare for war By the grace of the Buddha, bless I k** some stress and enemies that wanna step to the Smith and Wesson Bliggity blow blow I'll lead you to the promised land Where [?] Each and every man and woman, children The God believes in building [?] Decoy faith be born If you're looking for the man, I'm the real McCoy That specialize in k**ing The wack MCs illing And I'm wanted for less than pound, pence, or shilling The body hasn't been since the sound it made was chilling To the bone My soul kinda shivered A sliver of the blade made its way to his liver It's a d**h blow delivered and sealed in stone There's a war going on and you are not alone [Bridge] Ahh, Ahh Ahh, Ahh Ahh, Ahh Ahh, Ahh [Verse 2: Serengeti as Kenny Dennis]: (check it) Ho ho ho but I ain't Kringle Deacon KDz more stars than Ringo Janet Reno I'm not gringo One duck, two duck, three duck - bingo Goose f**in' with the Teachaz get a loose tooth Under your pillow Armadillo Teachaz so rough like we are Brillo This one hooper raps but he ain't ill though He just goofy - no beats by Koufie A lot of rappers sound like the Dz but loosely So get your loose leaf - you'll need more pens I get mad skins, Debbies, and Lynnes You Mister Rogers, you pretend You lady Elaine, my flow is insane Like everything is A ok Come and play, this ain't Sesame This is threatening all MCs Who can't read the lettering T-E-A-C H-A-Z I never wear Reebok KDz is ill like I had to go to detox But got kicked out when the doctor found my three Glocks Took out Shaq once, he was a big load Dunked on him too, knocked him out with a elbow Who framed Roger Rabbit? I did. GD? Enemy? Who shot J R Kennedy? Grim [Verse 3: Micah James as MC-17] Don't blink the villain is fast Write my sh** out - invisible ink and black pads And a black mask get in that a**, yo The devil got the black man wrapped in his la**o Trapped up And cops throwing the Gods into handcuffs My man died before he took a hit on his last blunt He told me the system is designed to love the phonies and the fools Wish I 'membered all the j**els that he showed me Cause the streets is ill every day is a dream Naw a nightmare, I'm type-scared at age 17 But what am I to do? I'm tryin' to get live and the n***as round the way is all mad 85in' So I take my pen and my tablet The Teachaz schooled me And I was like that's it The lightbulb went ding And when I was 15 got knowledge of self Cause all I needed was help Word born But still, sh** is real yo - what am I to do? I study all my lessons, or grab a .22 The nickel plated one Not the one that's filled with brew, but I hit that too And now I'm comin' for your crew See, damn, confused yo - what does it mean? Caught up in the world of unAmerican dreams I ain't tryin to scheme, scam, or skim But for a young black teen living in the world nowadays it's grim