Mic Rumble (RBR) MASSAKA, GRIP MASTA  &, LLAMA | Rock Bottom Regime
Mic Rumble Produced by Gerry "Grip Masta" Alaby for Rock Bottom Regime Music.
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The Regimente

Mic Rumble

Mic Rumble - Rock Bottom Regime (RBR)

Yeah… coast sun, shady deals,
smile on my face, pockets got secrets.
It ain’t personal — it’s a lifestyle, baby.
Roll with me.

I walk the block like I own the scene,
sunglasses on, grin lean and mean.
Neighbors wave, they don’t see the game,
city lights clap when I say my name.
Colleagues bring the hustle to nine-to-five,
I’m collecting stories, I keep the vibe.
Friends trust me with laughter and keys,
I’m a phantom in silk, moving with ease.
No plan posted, no blueprint drawn,
I take the night, then I’m gone at dawn.

Take a little from the left, a little from the right,
sunset pockets filled up at night.
Smile real sweet, keep it out of sight,
we living fast, living light.
Take a little, take a little, that’s the code,
palm the dreams they never showed.
Take a little, take a little, ride the road,
coastline money, heavy load.

They call me slick, say I got the touch,
I move like breeze, never ask too much.
From the auntie’s purse to the cousin’s stash,
I’m a polished ghost, I slide and splash.
Office gossip funds my next pair of Js,
their overtime pays for my summer days.
Don’t judge the hunger, judge the cake,
I learn to swim where the good folks break.
It’s a street art, a cunning finesse,
watch me compose while they bless and press.

We glide, we glide, take what they hide,
we glide, we glide, roll with pride.
We glide, we glide, moonlit ride,
we glide, we glide, pockets wide.

But listen — it’s not all glory, not all shine,
sometimes the mirror shows the line.
You keep the jewels, the laughs, the shows,
but there’s a cost that nobody knows.
Still I laugh, still I play,
sunset thieves in the bay.

Friends on the block, lovers in the crowd,
I wear the night like a king unbowed.
Neighbors gossip, they post and stare,
I buy the silence with a sideways flair.
Payroll whispers make the chorus sing,
I collect what life forgot to bring.
No scripture for this, no saintly plea,
just velvet steps and commodity.
I’m not proud, I’m unapologetic,
summer heat, chrome aesthetic.

Lift a shine, lift a smile, lift a secret, lift a style,
we float on chrome, we drift a while.
Lift a laugh, lift a life, lift a story out the pile,
we kings of dusk, we kings of guile.

Once I took from a brother I knew,
saw the look in his eyes when the truth came through.
Heavy hit, heavier than gold,
the silence that followed was bitter and cold.
I learned the ledger’s a crooked page,
joy is a thing that fades with age.
But habits stick like vinyl grooves,
I still move smooth, I still make moves.
People forgive or maybe forget,
but I live with lines I can’t reset.

Take a little, live a minute, feel the sun and then you spin it,
take a little, taste the wind, ride the wave, commit the sin.
Take a little, feel the fame, paint the night with your own name,
take a little, play the game — but know the price ain’t tame.

So yeah — we take, we shine, we vanish.
It’s a song for the moonwalkers, the graceful and the vain.
No lesson, no how-to — just the story.
Keep it slick. Keep it smooth. Keep it yours.

Take a little (G-Funk Rap reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

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