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Grits lyrics by RZA

RZA Grits lyrics
  • track 4 of 16, total running time 59:19
  • album Birth of a prince
  • released in October 7, 2003
  • produced by RZA, Barracuda, Bronze Nazareth, Choco
  • record label Wu / Sanctuary Records / BMG
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Birth of a prince tracklist

released 2003 via Wu / Sanctuary Records / BMG
1. Bob N'I
2. The grunge
3. We pop
4. Grits lyrics
5. Fast cars
6. Chi kung
7. You'll never know
8. Drink, smoke, & fuck
9. The whistle
10. Drop off
11. Wherever i go
12. Koto chotan
13. A day to god is 1000 years
14. Cherry range
15. The birth (broken hearts)
16. See the joy

Grits song lyrics

[Hook: Allah Real]
When I was small
We had nothing at all
We used to eat Grits, for dinner
It was pain
almost drive a man insane
what we could find for
to survive another day
but I said nah...

[RZA]
An old killa bee once hummed me a tune
Stay up at night, don't sleep on ya moon
Four seeds in the bed, eight seeds in the room
Afternoon cartoon, we would fight for the spoon
Old Earth in the kitchen, yell "it's time to eat"
Across the foyer, ya hear the gather of stampeding feet
One pound box of sugar, and a stick of margarine
A hot pot of Grits got my family from starvin'
Loose with the welfare cheese, thick wit' the gravy
used to suck it, straight out the bottle as a baby
Steamy hot meal serve less than five minutes
Big silver pot, boilin' water, salt in it
House full of brothers and sisters, the pop's missin'
Pillsbury box on the stove in the kitchen

[Hook]

[Masta Killa]
Young shorties in my hood started hustlin'
Packin' bags at the neighbourhood associate
Growin' up, not as fortunate to have that fly shit
I'm too young, no jobs'd hire me legit
You walkin' down the street with ya gun in ya hand
Drinkin, thinkin' of a masterplan
Your Old Earth can't afford what ya friends got
So you roll up to the spot, with ya thing 'pon cock
And it seems worth the takin', stomach achin'
Morning star Reggie makin' go good with the Grits
Now let's take it back for real
when we used to build at ghetto big wheels
with the shoppin' cart wheels, and wood to nail the seat on
Girls skippin' rope in the street
the Summer heat, left the jelly prints stuck to they feet
Skelly chief, flippin' baseball cards for keeps
Momma said it's gettin' late, and it's time to come eat

[Hook]

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check here the lyrics for Grits, the 4th song of the 16 recorded for the album Birth of a prince, with a total running time of 59:19, by RZA. It was released on October 7, 2003 via Wu / Sanctuary Records / BMG, and produced by RZA, Barracuda, Bronze Nazareth, Choco.
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