The Grime & Grit

Chorus: Just get into the grime and grit (repeated) (Pep Love) Hard work is what it takes we Uppin the stakes Heavyweights break beats And rhymes that levitate Through time and space But when I get into the grime Ain't no time to waste We design divine premonition And position ourselves To manufacture dope And put it on the shelves Of ya brain cells Dilatin when we violatin Rules of your pre-concepts And no exceptions is made Manifest fresh with my best friend Actualizing what was destined Now that you and I see eye-to-eye I bet we can both fly to the most high But first Lets dig our fingers in the earth And roll in the dirt Man that shit won't hurt Theres a war goin on outside ya home Click ya boots, decide what side ya on Apocalypse rips through the chocolate cities From California to the Middle East They talkin this talkin, it's gettin intense Let me tell you about these days of the last I'm gettin convinced You can hear it in the spirit Of the lyrics I kick And the sounds that Jay-Biz mixed Fuck the glamor and the glitz My grammar depicts Truth of the scandalous tricks These songs represent bricks Now just get into the grime and grit We gotta work for life sustaining And what's that worth? But the bullets and red It was raining lead and radiation Shrapnel leaving ya chidren dead We can't go for that No, my raps pulsate While the wax rotate Let's take it to the max No limitations The natural effect Of work is sweat But the stage is set For the modern sages to arrive The Prose--Pep Love and Jay-Biz It's an ageless journey But the page is turning And the pessimism just dont concern me Must engage this fully As our ways get dark As our days get Trails we gonna blaze Until we at the maze exit Onto the next shit But for now just Get into the grime and grit We gotta work, exert the heart So that you don't get jerked In this game brings pain and perks But I remain this Same insane individual Who sparked the flame Makin the situation critical With a collage of audiovisual Original styles that break-through Rape and pillage you On tape like the pilgrims Doin what we feelin to break through And now it's time we raise the ceiling Chorus