Troy Ave - DO IT ft. Styles P (Clean)

R.I.P.  # 2

Grindmode Infamous (feat. Rick Gonzalez)

prod. skrwd 




Thirsty on a Thursday always 
Not rich but I got me a small chain 
it’s a big time rush with the freight train 
Been in the cut like im max Payne 
Rocks round neck on chrisean
Dead in the ditch no ding dong 
Shawty from south of the border
Said she like my fit
Thanks I work on my shoulders



You can tell a lot about a person just from who they choose for their Pokemon starter
On my nah nah nah nah hey hey its my party 
Rip Aaron Carter 
Keyboards dont end wars dude
Whole governments fucked 
Pulling strings for more martyrs 
My favorite show of all time is power rangers in space cause its basically Star Wars


Never once called you a homie
Destroy and rebuild by my lonely 
Dont even pay mind to you at the function 
Got no reason to be phony 
Drinking my water and minding my business 
What makes you think that you know me? 
Everywhere I go im doley 
Since a jit, swag been on OD and killing em slowly


The mission is critical
March on imperial 
Opp on the rope imma go rey mysterio 
Loked in a cage but not christian 
throwin a conine, bay in the 3-0
Stomping the yard on my neyo 
Tall like im shaq but not missing the free throw 
shawty said “pull up at quarter to 3 tho”
Dyed her black now she lookin like shego 





big gut 
with a bowl cut 
rowlin no jk 
cd skip 
let it rip 
no beyblade
bounce right back 
in sync 
like it’s payday 
don’t know which hit first 
no ray j 
FLA boy 
live where you vacay 
She a hurricane 
Got me saying ay bay bay 
Names not Nintendo, so dont try to play games 
Never gonna fake no funk just to save face

Suicide notes from a psychopath
Butterfly kisses killing off my darker half 
Swear to god all y’all a starter pack 
Still aint on shit, and we both know know that Im not the cause of that 
A child of rage with a mouth to match 
elementary I was well known for  talking back 
Wont let you too close, pockets getting fat 
Backtrack all you want youll never erase the rat


What are you willing to die for? 
Who would you slide for? 
When push comes to shove and youre all alone up in the corner 
Those same people you used to ride for 
Will be pointing guns to your face 
Finally put back in your place 
Trying your best to erase 
Everything you’ve ever done that you’ve come to regret 
I might get it
but keep the fuck out of my face 

Every beat I touch I set it off 
Ballin but inside still mad about the things I lost 
Been to hell and back to get what I want 
If it were your turn, are you wiling to pay the cost? 
Your name should be grass way I mow the lawn 
got no sympathy for those who just talk a lot 
like im skele, I could use another shot 
What happened to killing me in that parking lot?

*monsterz appear*

[Verse]

Streetlights strobe, my shadow doing dances

Concrete cracking, life's game full of chances

Hands like claws, gripping on advances

City never sleeps, insomnia romances



Short fuse ticking, boom in the distance

Dreams on my back, strapped heavy resistance

Wolves out howling, hunger in the instance

Clockwork chaos, no room for assistance



[Chorus]

Bounce, bounce, let the pavement talk

Bounce, bounce, hear the sneakers stalk

Bounce, bounce, jungle drums in the dark

Concrete jungle, where the wild ones spark



[Verse 2]

Roaches scatter when the sirens be wailing

Code of the block, silence ain't failing

Hustle like a cheetah, prey ain't prevailing

Egos clash, tidal waves derailing



Hood maps folded, routes through the mazes

Eyes wide open, survival in phases

No heroes here, just scars and gazes

Blueprints burned, still chasing amazes



[Bridge]

Bouncing bricks, bassline quake

City's a beast, no room for the fake

Dreams in graffiti, plans we stake

Living for the now, no future to take

Take It Back

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