ฟังเพลงGrits

Grits - Rza

Written by：Robert Diggs/Elgin Turner

When I was small

We had nothing at all

We used to eat Grits

For dinner

It was pain

Almost drive a man insane

What we could find for

To survive another day

But I said nah

An old killa bee once hummed me a tune

Stay up at night don't sleep on ya moon

Four seeds in the bed eight seeds in the room

Afternoon cartoon we would fight for the spoon

Old Earth in the kitchen

Yell it's time to eat

Across the foyer ya hear the gather of stampeding feet

One pound box of sugar and

A stick of margarine

A hot pot of Grits got my family from starvin'

Loose with the welfare cheese

Thick wit' the gravy

Used to suck it straight out

The bottle as a baby

Steamy hot meal serve less than five minutes

Big silver pot boilin' water salt in it

House full of brothers and sisters the pop's missin'

Pillsbury box on the stove in the kitchen

When I was small

We had nothing at all

We used to eat Grits

For dinner

Young shorties in my hood started hustlin'

Packin' bags at the neighbourhood associate

Growin' up not as fortunate

To have that fly sh*t

I'm too young no jobs'd hire me legit

You walkin' down the street

With ya gun in ya hand

Drinkin thinkin' of a masterplan

Your Old Earth can't afford what ya friends got

So you roll up to the spot

With ya thing 'pon cock

And it seems worth the takin' stomach achin'

Morning star Reggie makin' go

Good with the Grits

Now let's take it back for real

When we used to build at ghetto big wheels

With the shoppin' cart

Wheels and wood to nail the seat on

Girls skippin' rope in the street

The Summer heat left the

Jelly prints stuck to they feet

Skelly chief flippin'

Baseball cards for keeps

Momma said it's gettin'

Late and it's time to come eat

When I was small

We had nothing at all

We used to eat Grits

For dinner

It was pain

Almost drive a man insane

What we could find for

To survive another day

But I said nah