Keep Grindin’ featuring Krizz Kaliko (Explicit) Lyrics
Well alright
It was once said that uh
You can't stop what can't be stopped
Or uh
You can't kill what can't be killed
You know what I'm sayin
We're gonna give you another Tale From The Sick
Cause that is what this is
And this here is my boy prozak hailin all the way from from Saginaw Michigan
He is The Hitchcock Of Hiphop
Don't think I hear them plannin To try to reach the planet
I roll with Strange Music b***h we carry automatics
To all you hatin' fagets who wants to start some static
I call me Quick Quick but clips can make you drip with maggots
No method to this madness I do this for the thrill
I still do BDM right now I'm the solo kill
Relax and take these pills should help to ease those ills
You mind will spin in circles 'briate your brain stays still
I'm still the same old motherf**ker screaming f**k fame
Mob underground and hell and marchin over red flame
So tell me who's to blame the planet as a whole
The Corporations gain now watch the panic grow
See I've been down this road
I'm still a million miles from where I'm going
Watcha think of me
Watcha see in me
Who I'm tryna be
And I'm still grindin'
See I've been down this road
I'm still a million miles from where I'm going
Who I wanna be
It's what I'm gonna be
And if you trouble me
I keep ridin'
Pychotic rhymes that show malotic rhymes that flow
Exploding microphones with schitzophranic episodes
I'm aiming at your soul you feel the darkness grow
The call me Hitchcock the modern day Edgar Allen Poe
I love them gothic biches they be strippin' at my shows
I hang with misfits and wierdos and also juggalos
Radio stations keep hatin' because of statements
I'm makin' like they mistake me for satan why must I be forsaken
So keep on conversatin' I'm here to haunt the nation
I am the ghost of those who chose pose the Declaration
I'm here to fight for freedom I'm here to fight for speech
And trust me we can beat them we own the streets
See I've been down this road
I'm still a million miles from where I'm going
Watcha think of me
Watcha see in me
Who I'm tryna be
And I'm still grindin'
See I've been down this road
I'm still a million miles from where I'm going
Who I wanna be
It's what I'm gonna be
And if you trouble me
I keep ridin'
This life is critical these times are biblical
Sin is habitual as these rhyems are political
Some say I'm cynical some say I'm criminal
Some say I'm heaven sent behold the spiritcal
Exquisite and spiritual yeah wicked and lyrical
The source of my material ok now here we go
Sometimes I wake up screaming and even if I'm dreaming
I'm pleading for reasons to belive is this Prozak or Steven I'm weezin'
I'm barely breathin' pleasin these demons I'm self defeatin'
I'm freezin' this heathen from perceiving these thoughts that I'm receiving
I feel faint but I'm bleeing I can't take it
I'm leaving is this fate that I'm meeting or these mushrooms I'm eating
See I've been down this road
I'm still a million miles from where I'm going
Watcha think of me
Watcha see in me
Who I'm tryna be
And I'm still grindin'
See I've been down this road
I'm still a million miles from where I'm going
Who I wanna be
It's what I'm gonna be
And if you trouble me
I keep ridin'