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GRIME (Explicit)

Macklemore
2023-03-032:53 minLetras sincronizadas

"GRIME (Explicit)" é uma música de Macklemore, 2023, Pop. A música tem 2:53 de duração, 59 lines / 466 words.

Letra

0:08Ah nah nah
0:08Ah nah nah
0:10Well I'm an alleycat some say a dirty rat
0:13On my side is my gat but I'm lyin' 'bout that
0:15Still bumpin' buckshot trench coat all in matte black
0:19Hat with the curls bangin' right out the back
0:21Facts I dive in open eyelids **** a silence
0:24Big pharma rest in piss and get the heisman
0:27Look in my iris see the trips where I been
0:29Anti pill bottle pro psilocybin
0:32Still buyin' bootleg Gucci from China
0:35Donate most but still throw it on consignment
0:37Red carpet jeff goldblum's behind us
0:40And they ain't got a clue that these ain't real diamonds
0:43Don't turn me back to the old me
0:45Backpack rappin' and battlin' back in oly
0:48I was studyin' the carter one right after 03
0:51Marinara brick oven on the terrace with the goat cheese
0:54You flatbread from panera don't approach me
0:57Coasting
0:58David blaine on that beat floatin'
1:00Ogs don't make a ********** OD
1:03That outfit that's a no for me
1:04If you gonna to do drugs I can suggest some
1:07But I wouldn't spend that much of your money on codeine
1:10I ain't judgin' enjoy your life
1:12But that **** is killin' people and it's overpriced
1:15Hit the club get the bagman I know that's right
1:17But let me teach you youngbloods
1:19How to hold the mic I'm older right
1:21Never had a poltergeist and still
1:23Slap a rapper like a white dolemite ah
1:47I black out stage dive right
1:49Into the crowd I never tap out
1:51And I ain't workin' for a ****ing suit so don't ask now
1:53That's why I always speak my mind and never back down
1:56Since pac was behind shock up in the background
1:59Shh shh shh watch the cops
2:00Started to rap because I cannot pop and lock
2:03Went from sellin' nicks in a knot in my sock
2:06To sellin' out arenas where the knicks throw up shots
2:09Goddamn that's a hell of a come up
2:11European festival money that's a hell of a summer
2:14I remember they were sayin' I'd be a one hit wonder
2:16Forty platinum later boy
2:17They were wrong 'bout the number nah nah
2:19I'm so focused the pen is so potent
2:22The beachfront look like I own the whole ocean
2:25Pull up in that skrrt skrrt the door opens
2:27The mink coat draggin' on the floor I ain't even notice
2:30These rappers so emotive grown men emoji
2:33Face cryin' all on their socials
2:36And I ain't hatin' I guess I'm just old school
2:38We suppress feelings and scrapped right after homeroom
2:41Old gold OJ and some cold shrooms
2:44Twenty ounce of faygo to go with the soul food
2:47Look what I made off of protools
2:49Still remind pops aw man yeah I told you
2:53Ooh wee
Ah nah nah
Ah nah nah
Well I'm an alleycat some say a dirty rat
On my side is my gat but I'm lyin' 'bout that
Still bumpin' buckshot trench coat all in matte black
Hat with the curls bangin' right out the back
Facts I dive in open eyelids **** a silence
Big pharma rest in piss and get the heisman
Look in my iris see the trips where I been
Anti pill bottle pro psilocybin
Still buyin' bootleg Gucci from China
Donate most but still throw it on consignment
Red carpet jeff goldblum's behind us
And they ain't got a clue that these ain't real diamonds
Don't turn me back to the old me
Backpack rappin' and battlin' back in oly
I was studyin' the carter one right after 03
Marinara brick oven on the terrace with the goat cheese
You flatbread from panera don't approach me
Coasting
David blaine on that beat floatin'
Ogs don't make a ********** OD
That outfit that's a no for me
If you gonna to do drugs I can suggest some
But I wouldn't spend that much of your money on codeine
I ain't judgin' enjoy your life
But that **** is killin' people and it's overpriced
Hit the club get the bagman I know that's right
But let me teach you youngbloods
How to hold the mic I'm older right
Never had a poltergeist and still
Slap a rapper like a white dolemite ah
I black out stage dive right
Into the crowd I never tap out
And I ain't workin' for a ****ing suit so don't ask now
That's why I always speak my mind and never back down
Since pac was behind shock up in the background
Shh shh shh watch the cops
Started to rap because I cannot pop and lock
Went from sellin' nicks in a knot in my sock
To sellin' out arenas where the knicks throw up shots
Goddamn that's a hell of a come up
European festival money that's a hell of a summer
I remember they were sayin' I'd be a one hit wonder
Forty platinum later boy
They were wrong 'bout the number nah nah
I'm so focused the pen is so potent
The beachfront look like I own the whole ocean
Pull up in that skrrt skrrt the door opens
The mink coat draggin' on the floor I ain't even notice
These rappers so emotive grown men emoji
Face cryin' all on their socials
And I ain't hatin' I guess I'm just old school
We suppress feelings and scrapped right after homeroom
Old gold OJ and some cold shrooms
Twenty ounce of faygo to go with the soul food
Look what I made off of protools
Still remind pops aw man yeah I told you
Ooh wee

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