"The Grim, the baddest thing since snug brim"
It's the Grim
The baddest thing since Snug Brim
Graduated to D.T From Suspension
Bad to the bone
Catch you when your all alone
Walkin on the street holdin out your mobile telephone
Gotta snatch it first before you find out where the hell I go
I'm the dark knight on this dark night
High-speed car fights in starlight
And we have a situation see I want your fuckin wallet, right?
I got two suggestions, the first is don't test me
The cops won't arrest me they too afraid of the mob bosses that bless me
The second is don't try nothin funny
I only want your money cuz it's no fun being bummy but I know you'll try to gun me, so don't make no moves suddenly
You see the barrel of this pistol? It thanks you for your cooperation
Now watch as it transforms you into a transplant patient needin an operation
Blame it on segregation
Ghetto Black kids are home-fed thugs and white kids eat up hip hop like its some medication
Which leads me to my next point
You thought I wouldn't kill you cuz I ain't black, now let me roll this next joint
I'll finish it as I explain
There's no color to pain, crime or the game
You got black asian and latino street gangs
And you got white mafia thugs bringing criminal brains
So really, your a motherfuckin statistic
How this sadistic, sick sick whiteboy misfit could rob you on the spot bear how he could even risk it
See this is what you can tell your friends, a fuckin honkey robbed ya
He took your chain too and pawned the shit at Bob & Tanya's
But wait, I ain't finished with you yet, listen
Try not to scream as I make this tiny knife incision
Into the base of your skull, it's a small momentum
In remembrance, of The Grim when he was off his medication and out his motherfuckin senses