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Smokin’ trees, I’m ridin’ ’round, come to my side of town
– Smokin ‘arbores, im ‘ridin ” circum, ad latus meum oppidum
Lately, it’s been goin’, goin’, goin’, goin’, goin’ down
– Nuper, suus ‘been’, goin’, goin’, goin’, goin ‘ descendit
Come see how heavy it get, I done seen way too much stress as a jit
– Vide quam grave sit, vidi nimis accentus sicut jit
Death in this section was present, we preppin’ for war, so we feel like we better equipped
– Mors in hac sectione praesens fuit, preppin ‘ ad bellum, ut nos sentio amo magis instructus
Brodie got demons he keep to his self, probably won’t ever know, ’cause he never gon’ snitch
– Brodie surrexit daemones ad se ipsum serva, probabiliter numquam sciet, causam numquam gon ‘ snitch
Hella resentment from lettin’ it sit, I say, “I got him,” I’m never gon’ miss
– Hello lettin ‘sit, dico, ” ego got eum, ” im ‘nunquam gon’ deesset
I done put way too much prep into this, back on your bumper how I’m wreckin’ this bitch
– Ego feci posuit modo nimis currere in hoc, retro in vestri adfixum quam ego wreccin’ couche avec sa putain
I keep on talkin’ ’bout healin’ that’s never gon’ happen, you know that I’m steppin’ on shit
– Ego keep talkin ”praedura palaestra healin’ quod suus ‘nunquam gon’ ventura, scitis quia ego sum steppin ‘ in stercore
I say the feelin’ I get from me killin’ a rapper just show me that Heaven exist
– Dico autem feelin ‘ut a me killin’ a rapper Sicut Ostende Mihi Quod Caelum est
Shootin’ ’til ain’t nothin’ left in the clip, shootin’ ’til I get respect in this bitch
– ‘Shootin ”donec non nothin’ reliquit in clip, shootin’ ‘donec ego adepto respectu huius ferreo canis exprimamus
I might just go get a Tec in this bitch, I might just go at the ref in this bitch
– Ego iustus vado Ut a Tec in hac canis, ut iustus vado ad ref in hac canis
Guessing you think this shit new to me, huh? Guess you ain’t know what’s fuelin’ me, huh?
– Crede mihi, crede mihi, haec tibi? Nescio quid agerem-nada bottle.
I just had enemies shoot at me, tell me, just what could this industry do to me, huh?
– Ego iustus had hostibus virga ad me, dic mihi, quid hoc iustum industria potest facere ad me, huh?
Helpin’ the hood and the homies and plus the community think that it’s two of me, huh?
– Helpin ‘cucullo et homies et plus communitatis puto quod suus’ duo mihi, huh?
Know where I go when it’s over, I run out of gas, they gon’ say that they through with me, huh? Aw, shit
– Scio ubi ire cum suus ‘super, currere de gas, illi gon’ dicunt quod per mecum, huh? Ha ha ha.
When all this shit gon’ get better? Bitches just fuckin’ whoever
– Cum haec omnia stercore gon ‘ adepto melius? Putas me esse putas ‘ quem
Nigga just sayin’ whatever, niggas’ gon’ fold under pressure, honestly I ain’t no better
– Nigga iustus sayin ‘quidquid, niggas’ gon ‘ complicare sub pressura, honeste non sum melior
I had to hop out the hole and got cold as a shoulder, I turned my emotion into sweater
– Foramen salire habui et sicut humerum frigidum accepi, affectum meum in thoracem laneum converti
I had to garner the power to work on my soul, I ain’t tryna be broken forever
– Ego habui potestatem colligendi operandi in anima mea, non sum tryna frangi in aeternum
I see the smoke, and start runnin’ into it, shawty you losin’ is so therapeutic
– Vide fumum, et incipe runnin ‘in eam, shawty tu losin’ est tam medicinales
I kinda think that you want it to happen, got put in a corner, you forced me to do it
– Pius puto quod vis fieri, got in anguli, coactus es mihi ut faciam illud
You gotta tell me that bein’ a rapper is hangin’ with rappers, and I ain’t into it
– Redditus es mihi dicere quod esse ‘rapper hangin’ cum rappers, et non in eam
I’m with the shit, and I’m ready to prove it, waitin’ on Marshall to say I can do it
– Ego cum stercore, et paratus sum eam probare, exspecta’ In Marescallo dicere possum facere
This shit goin’ down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—
– Hoc stercore goin ‘ descendit, deorsum, deorsum, deorsum, down-dow-dow—
If I run out of fuel, I won’t
– Si me diligeretis, non est mihi
What the fuck y’all gon’ do if I don’t
– Quid faciam si non revertes
Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—)
– Curre ex cibus? (Deorsum, deorsum, deorsum, deorsum, down-dow—dow)
That scares the fuck out of you (Look)
– Il peut Vous rapporter gros (Vide)
I was slept on and left for dead
– Dormivit et mortuus est
Sweat, wept, and bled for a game that barely kept me fed
– Sudor, flevit, et sanguis pro ludo vix me pascebat
Ain’t want the fame, just a spec of cred
– Non vis famam, sicut amet fidei
Nowadays I take a check instead
– Nunc ego accipere a reprehendo pro
The pen been steps ahead
– Et calamum esse gradibus praemisit
If you mention him, them boys wet the bed
– Si dixeris eum, pueros madefacio lectum
Get on a track with GRIP and get knocked out like yo’ daddy did
– Get in semita cum tenaci et adepto pulsante sicco sicut tu ‘ tata fecit
Whatever Deebo said to Craig, we can go head to head
– Quidquid Deebo Craig dixit, caput ad caput ire possumus
Niggas play hard on the app
– Nigrum durum ludere in app
At they mama crib hatin’ on bars in a rap
– Et in praesepe hatin ‘ le corner et si on partait
From niggas that still starve in the trap
– Ex niggas quae adhuc esuriunt in laqueo
Clap back and it’s, “GRIP, you’re takin’ it too far, just relax”
– Plaude retro et suus, “TENACI, takin es’ eam nimis longe, iustus relaxat”
These words I discard on the wax
– Haec verba in cera abiicio
Shit deeper than the cars and the racks
– Voluptas maiores quam aut et autem
The fashion and gas, so when a star interacts
– Vestibulum et more, ita cum stella interacts
Got the soul of a field nigga with scars on his back
– Obtinuit animam agri nigga cicatricibus in dorso eius
So pardon me if part of me feel a itch to click
– Si me diligeretis, quid est hoc
Pitch a fit, blitz a bitch, split ya shit
– Et hoc quidem, ut puta, quia divisa est
GRIP in the kitchen with instant grits
– Tenaci in culina cum instant grits
Flick the wrist, they wish he’d miss, he’s six for six
– Voluptate incidunt, quis eum deserunt, et est quasi sexta
Go back through the discog’
– Redi per discog’
It’s obvious I’m the godliest, yeah, I’m sonnin’ y’all
– Suus ‘obvious im’ maximus, yeah, im ‘sonnin’ y ‘ all
I took the summer off
– L ‘ estate tookane
Just to let them get they mumbles off about blocks that they ain’t spun at all
– Iustus ut fiat illis off cuneos, quae sunt murmurationis off omnino non netum
The uninvolved underdog
– Un comportamento troppo sospetto
Summoned from a drunken slumber to pummel y’all, but they don’t wanna brawl
– De nullo ad bibendum [n] cogendo.
This shit ain’t even fun no more
– Hoc stercore etiam non magis fun
I mean, don’t nobody wanna come outside
– Non qui quisquam qui ut
They like, “You should do a song with so and so
– Tibi placet, ” tu ergo cantabis et cetera
Or maybe such and such,” this shit done, I tried
– Et haec de imperfectione [sufficiunt], et cetera.” hoc factum stercore, conatus sum
They must not got it in their arsenal or metacarpal
– Non debent eam habere in armamentario vel metacarpali
To pick the pen up and out-ink the man
– Ad colligunt calamum sursum et extra-atramentum hominis
Hm, but then again I’m partial
– Hm, sed tunc iterum sum partialis
It really took Marshall just for me to get a feature? Damn
– Tulit Eam Realiter Sicut Marshall mihi ut a pluma? Damnare
I know rap’s what I started with
– Raptum esse scio quis me praeceperit
But when your target market’s lethargic to the bars you spit
– Sed cum scopum mercatus tuus lethargicus ad vectes quos exspuistis
It’s harder to put your heart in it
– Difficilius est cor tuum in eo ponere
But come too far to quit, now I’m on to guitars and shit
– Sed nimis longe veni ut quieti, nunc sum citharae et stercore
So don’t find it jarrin’ if I switch the whole style up
– Itaque non invenient eam jarrin ‘ si totum stilum flecto sursum
Want the old GRIP? Go get the old album
– Vis vetus TENACI? Nolo ego iam reformare album
Any genre, same outcome
– Quodlibet genus, idem exitus
I’m on that bitch with a stick like Malcolm
– Me. dictum factumque Puta Cum Malum
Buck, buck, buck, buck
– Buck, buck, buck
Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
– Hircum, hircum, hircum, hircum, hircum, hircum,
If I run out of fuel, I won’t
– Si me diligeretis, non est mihi
What the fuck y’all gon’ do if I don’t
– Quid faciam si non revertes
Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—)
– Curre ex cibus? (Deorsum, deorsum, deorsum, deorsum, down-dow—dow)
That scares the fuck out of you
– Couche avec sa putain
I was up to my waist in debt, better yet, face and neck, tryna chase a check
– Eram usque ad lumbos meos in debitum, melius tamen, faciem et collum, tryna chase a reprehendo
Sweat, labor for minimal as wages get, just tryna get me a dub like a blank cassette (Yeah)
– Suscipit, laborum minima ut mercedem accipit, sicut tryna mihi dub sicut blank cassette (Yeah)
I worked for peanuts ’til the day I met Dre and that gave me a little raise in net
– Laboravi pro peanuts ‘ usque ad diem occurrit Dre et quod mihi parum suscitatum in rete dedit
Now nothing is close to disgusting as what I grossed, so this must mean what I wrote makes me the
– Nihil autem est quod prope tetra grossed, ut hoc sit quod facit me scripsit
Illest rapper there is, was, or ever will be
– Raptor Illest est, erat, vel semper erit
That’s the real reason I still squeeze and I fill these bars with so much vitriol
– Quod suus realis causa ego tamen exprimi et replete haec vectes tanto vitriol
These voices in my head convince me, I bet that Ted Kaczynski’ll feel me
– Hae voces in capite meo mihi persuadent, bet Quod Ted Kaczynski me sentiet
‘Cause I serial-kill beats like Israel Keyes
– ‘Vide ego causam – Occidere Verberat Sicut Israel Keyes
My peripheral sees everything, you was POVs to rap G-O-D
– Periphericis videt omnia mea, et ego ero Eis In deum
From Little Caesars to filled arenas, I made it big, word to Lil’ Cease
– A Parvulis Caesaribus ad pulverem impletum, magnum feci, verbum Ad Lil ‘ Cessare
“Fuel” remix, so who’ll be picked next, who’s name gonna be next up?
– “Cibus ” remix, sic quis deinde lecta erit, quis nomen agnus est proximus?
Notorious B.I.G.’s death was the domino effects of 2Pac’s murder
– Mors nobilis b. I. G. dominus effectus caedis 2Pac fuit
Like facial tissue, whose clock should I clean next? Puff’s?
– Sicut textus facialis, cuius horologium proximum mundare debeo? Puff est?
‘Til he’s in police handcuffs, guilty, will he step up?
– ‘Donec ille in vigilum manicis, reus, erit step sursum?
Like gee, never turned himself in, who knows all the murders they’ll pin
– Sicut gee, numquam se convertit, qui scit omnes homicidia configere
On me, next they’ll prepare for me to not choose none of my words carefully
– Ad me, deinde quod youll ‘ parare mihi non eligere nihil diligenter verba mea
I’ve been comparable to Ivan The Terrible, I’ll take a paraplegic
– Ivan terribilis comparabilis fui, paraplegicum accipiam
And I’ll slam his wheelchair on the cement at physical therapy treatment
– Et ego adfligendos eius wheelchair in caemento corporis curationis
Then laugh hysterically, these wimps are like Slim’s hair when he bleached it
– Tunc hysterice rident, hae wimps sunt sicut crines Gracili cum infecit
Y’all need to lighten up, I give a fuck, I don’t care in the least bit
– Necesse est te illuminare, ego dabo irrumabo, non curo saltem frenum
Kiss every square inch of my white rear end, I guarantee
– Osculum omne quadratum pollicis albi tergo finis, ego praesto
That my elevator’s stuck somewhere between two levels emcees won’t ever see
– Quod elevator meus alicubi inter duos gradus adhaesit emcees non umquam videre
I spit bars so barbarically, a fuckin’ parakeet wouldn’t dare repeat
– Ego exspue vectes tam barbarice, parakeetus fuckin repetere non audebat
I’ll never be runnin’ out of steam or kerosene
– Ego nunquam comitabor ‘ ex vapore vel kerosene
If I run out of fuel, I won’t
– Si me diligeretis, non est mihi
What the fuck y’all gon’ do if I don’t
– Quid faciam si non revertes
Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—)
– Curre ex cibus? (Deorsum, deorsum, deorsum, deorsum, down-dow—dow)
That scares the fuck out of you
– Couche avec sa putain
