Grits

Grits - Here We Go lyrics

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He feel it She feel it We feel it

Round and round we go

He feel it She feel it We feel it

Ah here we go

he gon' get up she gon' get up we gon' get up

lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up

take it to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks imitate but cant get it

Ah here we go



my brain pattern skip a giggawatt

no more room in the pan i cook up rhymes in a bigger pot

on a roll, what you think I got

tricks up my sleeve you wont believe

my story to a thicker plot

words leep off pages hop on stages, 

we crazy need to be locked in cages

raah you feel it

yeah im light skinned vanilla, 

comin atcha like a pack of gorillas

whole planet gone ape

understand from afar nashville to the lone star state

relate indicator instilled in me by men greater

this is where you belong strong you gon' be great

flaunt clout with a scream and a shout cast out doubt

fast like a gun blast drawn out

the sounds in leaps and bounds flush out clowns creeps and hounds

foxes and wolves in sheeps gowns

He feel it You feel it We feel it

Round and round we go 

He feel it She feel it We feel it

Ah here we go

he gon' get up she gon' get up we gon' get up

lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up

take it to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks imitate but cant get it

Ah here we go



i was born in the cold

moved to the heat

got used to the flame

now i spit it on beat

i was chose in the womb 

groomed by christ

with a gift to raise souls from the tomb

please don't assume

we aint tryna take the slot

blow the spot

worldwide still parta the plot

everybody talkin bout changin the game

but everything i hear yall soundin the same

from the beats to the videos

clothes and look

same concept for your flows and hook

see these round here they can raise the dead

so come on everybody now bob your head

yall need to heed these words from the wise

rhymes so meaty like jambalaya

got truth for hire

can you stand the fire

to see you come alive that's my desire now



He feel it She feel it We feel it

Round and round we go

He feel it She feel it We feel it

Ah here we go

he gon' get up she gon' get up we gon' get up

lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up

take it to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks imitate but cant get it

Ah here we go



boy looka here

Have you ever heard a dead man talk before

You ever seen a dead man walk before

You ever heard dead man lock the flow

Like these before

We raised the qou

Mow my time flip make time change

You knew another record would hit

Explode and make your brains hang

Peep my language of my dialect

Circulate like a boomerang

Man what did you expect



He feel it She feel it We feel it

Round and round we go

We feel it You feel it We feel it

Ah here we go

he gon' get up she gon' get up we gon' get up

lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up

take it to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks imitate but cant get it

Ah here we go
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