Grey October

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'Chemist
 Concrete Evidence
 Blockworks, where we at with it?
 Still the same ConCreature
 Little Moochie, James Clay Jones III
 Since Auntie Colleen and Uncle Speedy stayed on the 1st
 The 6-4 YBS, bold and cold
 I keep it funky with my folkers, hunting with my poachers
 Slumpin' with the vultures, stock pilin' with the brokers
 Baseline it to them smokers, Tony, we ain't the only dopers
 Servin' all these pops, I move, fuckin' up the culture
 Monkey nuts in that Corolla, ride foreign but it's stolen
 Gone off that doja, runnin' from the rollers
 Stick like remote controller, quick to shoot to the K like I'm Koller
 Chip on my shoulder, scrapin' up them extras and them overs
 Mixed the yola with the baking soda
 My uncle said he hid them brickies in my baby stroller
 These bitches so moody and shifty, tryna play me closer
 I sold some blueys for the Griffey, caught a eight at Kroger's
 When Noonie found out he got killed, it brought her pain some closure
 So if you shoot me, better kill me, keep that same composure
 Shit, I done thirty on my gas when twenty-eight is over
 All of this murder on my mind, it's hard to face it sober
 On the hunt for Grey October
 So, what's your position about religion?
 I believe in God, uh, uh, do you believe in God?
 Yeah, I believe
 I pray every day, I pray every day, I try to (turn that shit up)
 I don't run away from danger (danger), I'm better running towards it
 All my words are just a letter short of swords and I enforceth
 Missing all my players when I hit the streets but Evi didn't forfeit (nope)
 Rising from the scorched earth, I roll it up and torch it
 Two different careers like I'm two different people (two)
 Two different years, one life, no sequel (no sequel)
 Trip, you inspired or you desperate
 Uh, you either full or you desolate
 I walk a different line of truth unperfected (yeah)
 What I bring inside this booth is uninspected
 It ain't checkmate yet but on my checklist (check, check)
 Put the flowers on the ground and then it's breakfast
 Things to do, all within a day's time (uh)
 Was never made man (right), until I made mine (go)
 You in the game or you hatin' (uh)
 Either way, you either playin' or you waitin' (or you waitin')
 Hell, I ain't got no money
 Rabbit, I ain't got no money
 Well, I know you ain't lyin'
 With the money that the bears took
 We gon' go buy our own gun
 You don't need no more guns now
 But I sees how them guns is mighty nice
 But I'd hate to let the congregation think that the boys
 Was being frugal by not buying more
 

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Duration
03:38
Key
1
Tempo
70 BPM

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