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Tap the grinder, tap the grinder real well,
Some you know, but some you can never tell.
3 keep a secret, as long as 2 are dead
I keep a beat wet straight from the head.
Yo Johnny T, yo you think that you and me,
Can break this off with the guy Asa P.
Helps, helps if you know something,
And if pitching in helps if you can throw something’
Little bit here little bit there, yo diversify,
Tap the grinder, see if you could verse less high.
Empty tempting left less to crave,
Forced appetite to acquire more brave.
Done With Gears, metaphor: spinning wheels
Barely tracking what was once close heels.
Lost somewhere along the way somehow
I got no more excuses, I just got right now.
Tap the grinder, tap the grinder all night
Bless your soul, thinking you’re at new height
Fly away and call it inner sanctuary
But with the come down come the inner worry
Come what may sound a bit cliché
But if you’re too crutched out, shit there goes your day
Dreams, dreamt up for you to hold something
And if you water seeds maybe you can mold something
Little bit here little bit there, yo diversify
Tap the grinder, see if you could verse less high.
Bursting worsening left more to save,
Forced insight to inspire less grave
Meatier mediums require more taters
Must be doing something right, inspired more haters
Found somewhere between was, and what will be
Trying to get more y’all, so y’all can get more me
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