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Artiste:
Grip
Titre:
And The Eulogy Read!?
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Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh And the eulogy read: (Oh, oh, oh, oh) And the eulogy read: (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Hey, and the eulogy read: (Oh, oh, oh, oh) And the eulogy read: "In front of us lies a man that was truly ahead Could'a died in a shootin', but ended up a shoo in instead And when they said hip hop music was dead, your ears, he fed Shed sweat tears and bled, peers they feed and veered for bread He kept steerin' straight and made sure all of the children ate Food for thought, fools who thought dude would halt and threw salt It only made 'em more seasoned, nigga, here's a plate Porch started payin' bills and it was never level playin' fields But had major label deals on the table, still Streaming was low across the board, they wanted to touch the numbers Like they do up-and-comers that bump for a couple summers Wasn't fuckin' wit' it, never been with the boosting Stayed independent, signed with HR for distribution J Erving kept shit a hunnid, he showed the most love Threw 'em his first bag, he started recordin' snub Ran through that shit with ease with bills and two kids to feed He knew he had to make a classic, and he did indeed Labels callin' again, same song and dance But crackers literally want you to do a song and dance One label was cool, talks about a strong advance Plus a cool meal and then they pulled the deal But he wasn't shattered, broken, he just had to focus Ashtray with scattered roaches, bounced back with a magnum opus So before the casket closes, let 'em have his roses I'm pretty sure he'd be glad you noticed, uh The sword was his pen, he waged war wit' his men Anybody part of the stray fam is more than a friend This where all the choruses end, they pour 40's for him Tell you how we got to this point, let the story begin Begin, begin, uh—" Everyday, yeah-mm (Yeah) Everyday for you, mm (Everyday for you) Everyday Mm-mm-mm (Everyday) Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm I'll be [?], mm-mm (Ooh-hoo) For you Every damn day Every damn day for you Every day, oh no, mm (Ah) Mm-I-I- Everyday for you (Every damn day) Everyday (Every day) Really, I'd die for you, mm-mm