On the Scene-

Huh, Shooken, like ya heart tooken- you wonder whats inside of ya drink, i popped two in- I loqked you in, to a spot that is not too dim- What I roqk to is not too Grimm- It is, five, when you drop you win- Not even I deny, even cops do sin- Fuqk it, what ever box you in, you betta hope it aint a known force that knoqks you in- to a thinq called death, where qhost pots be in- You in a world called trouble, I mean that fact, on the double- seen a couple, beatin each other, to the rubble- What killed me was, he beat her wit a shovel- She leaked bloody, bitch wrapped him in his hoodie- kiqked him dead in his balls n start pullin- I lit up a ciq as he went limp, his soul tooken- she kept lookin, I aint seen shit keep it movin- She ran off, cause she knew what I was doin- all blaqked out, yeah I witnessed to it- But Im the one who took his soul n fuqkin threw it! As a Grimm, after a death i keep it coolin- No matter the power of death, God's rulin-

Im Folked out, wat you talkin bout- 7.4, Ganqstas, walk it out- you see the shoes niqqa, da color is blaqk n qrey- which means Im ready for war and see ya ass decay- Im on my Snoop shit, watch what you say- We qot, younq niqqas wit qunz, they dont fuqkin play! G^rown ass bitches, and they movin weiqht- ballin more than LeBron, Im not fond in wat you say- we roll in a dutch, its time we have to waste- 14 qrams, takin to the face- You thinkin of hiqh, I qo to a hiqher phase- where I leave from my physical and visit the Golden place- you heard from dat niqqa, wit da colder case? Too bad, you wont, cause he has a broken face- Staqkin in the club like I own the place- All Blaqk Grimms, I qot my own race- twenty years old, qotta qrown face- the bitches they love it, while they dome taste!

Blind Filiate Nation, we keep qettin larqer- SnowFlake Hellbound, she my main partner- the rest of my niqqas, they make the pain darker- to the point, you cant tell who's the main barker- Dumb ass niqqas, need to think smarter- cause it seems that these bullets, they keep reachin farther- oh no, not sayin im better then Carter- But I bet I can write lyrics thats WAY harder- Rain starter, stumpin niqqas, a brain farter- I bet the blade at the end of my scythe is way sharper! Than any bitch, but when I mark her- I fill her mouth wit jizz n make her qarqle! Grimms sparkle, in the depths of darkness- You feelin for a beat mutha fuqka Im heartless- Niqqa when you see me niqqa holla my step- Niqqa when you G^ me niqqa follow my step, when I booqie- I eat cookie, and by that I mean pussy! I beat pussy, meat and FREAK pussy-I qreet pussy, hey hi how you doin- If you uqly bitch, hey hi keep it movin! I keep qroovin, cause these words are so soothin- Im sittin baqk smokin paqks of straiqht Cuban- Weed stupid, rollin it up, you know how we do it- Be my student, Blind Filiates, we straiqht proven- Comprehension of mind, and money movin! Punk Fuqkas! Blind Filiate Nation niqqa!

Hoova, straiqht do a, niqqa up put him in his mama coola- insane madula, ablenqata! Demons think Hellen is hot, but Im hotta- bitch spotta, quiqk to qive the boom bata! qet her quiqk, leqit, n liqk her tatas! Did nota, say im fatha, Bitch im not ya daddy im ya partna! diqk part her, pussy poppa! Biq poppa, shit stoppa, spit propa- hair lonq jus like a shotta- a qood shoqka, insane jus like Baraka- A Grimm's loqka, is filled wit weed n vodka! Cant knoqk a, niqqa cause he aint like you- We aint a fool yeah you know what we do, mutha fuqka!