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Zion I & the Grouch - Hit em

Hit em

Hit em

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Street blocks to tree tops, sweet spots found
The diction to detox, three packs now
He walks with, he talks like me, I'm sound
Conviction to beat knocks, from my head to my cheap socks
Underneath Living Legends Reebok's
I'm bound to free speech thoughts, seep around rocks
Volcanic or crack, hard to hold back
Go with the flow, know what you know and show that
Too relevant, but I go back like keggers on a hill, five on a dope sack
Smoke stack, think A-C, shrink wrap
Rap with a shrink before you and ink the tat
That's permanent, life learning it, pat
Never wanna see the world turn into a track
I ain't running no game, small time, no names
If we one in the same, you gunning for change
Amp, hit 'em with a one
(Zion, hit 'em with a one, two)
Go on and count me in, now one, two, three
(Universal how we pen the styles)
(Amp, hit 'em with a one)
Grouch, hit 'em with a one, two
(Go on and count me in, now one, two, three, four)
They feeling the styles
Hey, I got this blues train running all through to my veins
Slave ships, middle passage, crack cocaine
Ten slap in the 'lac, corner boys ground packs
In the belly of the beast where the life go flat
But the music is the remedy, inhale my rhythm steadily
Perched on the curb, watch church converge
It's the meeting of the minds, at time, light occurs
How we cultivated words like they sacred herbs
Put it in your pipe and puff it, squares can't touch it
Rough and rugged, how you love it, with no budget
Independent game, man, with my slang tang
You can do the same thang, utilize your damn brain
Metaphors are mountains, countless bouncing
A multitude in viewed, clubs and houses
We rain like fountains to wash it clean
I'm in the back with my mug on mean, my whole team
Amp, hit 'em with a one
(Grouch, hit 'em with a one, two)
Go on and count me in, now one, two, three, four
(Universal how we pen the styles)
(F-A-B, hit 'em with a one)
And Zion, hit 'em with a one, two
(Go on and count me in, now one, two, three, four)
They feeling the styles
Let the beat give life to dead souls
The rhymes turn wienies to red bulls
The feeling is a whole 'nother level
The drums, the bass, the snares and the treble
So let it go, count me in, I'm on all corners
Winter, summer, spring, then I fall on ya
My mind-state define great, the crime rate
Got me irate, it's high stake, so why wait?
Move now, roll out
Hate it when hip hop's finest sold out
My gold out, but I'm pouring my soul out
I never change, only my shows get sold out
So, what's the science, don't be defiant
My music turn midgets to giants, just try it
Go crazy, riot, Grouch and Zion
Mistah F.A.B. is who I am
Amp, hit 'em with a one
(Grouch, hit 'em with a one, two
Go on and count me in, now one, two, three, four
(Universal how we pen the styles)
(Amp, hit 'em with a one
And Zion, hit 'em with a one, two
(Go on and count me in, now one, two, three, four)
They feeling the styles

 

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