Don't Go Against The Grain Lyrics - Singles - Gp Wu

How many MCs must we put in pain? 

I had a dream that I was in an MC war 

Kinda different than any other dream I had before 

MCs packin' rhymes like Jiggys be packin' nines 

They said a verse and it was like I could read they fuckin' minds 

I threw a metaphor, this player gave me an encore 

They asked him what you go and fuck with pop for 

You read his diary, heard he's won every rivalry 

If you ask me I feel you owe him an apology 

An old school cat who got knowledge under his cap 

So don't approach me with that bullshit black 

Because I been there, did that, bust shots and sold crack 

Been shot at but I been put here to rap 

So no matter what you do and say 

My style been put here to stay 

Just like the sun sees the next day 

Mandatory that you hear my story 

To all them thugs who thought I wouldn't make it 

You ain't got nothin' for me 

You couldn't clean the shit off my shoes 

That I stepped in when I was out there payin' my dues 

You's a blown fuse, bad news 

Good for nothin' like tattoos and saggy boobs 

June Luva drop the jewels on 'em 

Warn 'em, go get 'em 

Yo let's go to war and my objective is to score 

Collectin' mad points as my opponents hit the floor 

You better come the best way you know how nigga 

Gun play, that's the way it goes down nigga 

I know you know the rules of New York 

Bullshit walk, so kill all that bloodclot talk 

We hawk, I stalk the streets with the ginsu 

Anybody move, cop killer to your tissue 

Hits you, put you where the good lord split you 

Whoever that be doubtin' my steez nigga please 

I been through more shit than toilet bowl flushes 

Ran through more clicks than NFL rushers 

Plus this be the best connect that you've heard 

In a long time, motherfuckers that's my word 

Observe the way I just cock back and serve 

Niggas in my way gettin' hit with the AK 

Automatic I'm quick to cause static 

Laugh in your face, haha, then let you have it 

So lounge my niggas you in the danger zone 

It's only certain parts you's allowed to roam 

And don't sleep 'cause shorties down the block is deep 

Got somethin' for that ass that lift you off your feet 

And that's real 

How many MCs must we put in pain 

Before somebody says don't go against the grain? 

The grain, here to jumpstart the earth's engine 

And keep the world movin' 

We been blessed with skill to make a nigga pay 

So we gave a percentage away to MCA 

To take to Universal from uptown round to China 

You turn that Tokyo back to South Carolina 

Whoever got the currency you got me performin' at your big arena 

That's full of smoke from Medina 

Roll up the greenery 

My niggas backstage'll set the scenery 

So I can let you know what rap mean to me 

It's real 'cause cash rule under property 

I'm goin at the family land, nuthin' stoppin' me 

Cockin' back nine, insertin' 'em in nine holes 

Your genitals, eyes, ears, ass, mouth and nose 

I been told by a higher power to do whatever 

It takes to make our lives better and worry when I'm deader 

Mentally I'm hooked by society 

So I'm flippin' on them niggas eyein' me and payin' high salary 

For me to tell my brothers to kill each other 

I ain't fuckin' with the ignorant, I'm goin' undercover 

Breakin' stereotypes along with cordless mics 

When evil strike I beat that ass 'cause he can't fight 

How many MCs must we put in pain 

Before somebody says don't go against the grain? 

The grain, here to jumpstart the earth's engine 

And keep the world movin' and spinnin' 

How many MCs must we put in pain 

Before somebody says don't go against the grain? 

The grain, here to jumpstart the earth's engine 

And keep the world movin' and spinnin' 

Ha ha, spinnin', word up, movin', we keeps it 

Movin', GP never losin' 

The grain, word up, niggas is always choosin' 

How we move and other shit, word up, it's that shit 

Word up, yeah yeah, keep it movin' y'all, word up 

Unh, keep it movin' y'all, word up word up, the grain, baby 

Yeah, yeah, niggas know how it go, word up