King of Grime

(yeah) (Vinny...) Bitch, stop coming around if you ain't fucking with me Get off

my dick if you ain't suckin

All your other dudes be running From a dude with a pole

claiming the real

Tell they get smoked,

that's when I inhale

All the smoke, take a toke I look at these dudes like

a joke because they all broke Cut his throat for a pack

of smokes

Catch a vibe, catch a body,

it’s all in a day I don’t care what a broke boy

is having to say If you stand in the path,

then you getting conveyed To the back of the lot where the

shadows all play I’m the king of the dirt,

I’m the lord of the grime I don’t wait for the beat,

I just wait for the time See the mountain of smoke?

Yeah, that’s me in my prime While you’re stuck at the bottom

and trying to climb

No mercy, no pity,

no middle of road I’m a ticking time bomb and I’m ‘bout

to explode

Wait...

do you hear that sound?

That’s the silence when I’m coming 'round.

No more talking, no more "tough." I think we’ve all heard enough.

Yeah, the room getting cold.

The story’s been told.

Now watch it unfold.

They know the name,

it’s Vinny, I don’t ever have to Front

I’m the one they’re looking for,

the one they’re never gonna hunt

Got 38 reasons why you shouldn't play the lead

I’m a different type of breed,

I’m the only one you need

Bitch, stop coming 'round if you ain't really with the movement I’m

the king of the grime,

I’m the final improvement. (Vinny!)

(Vinny. Remember it.) (Vinny.

Don't forget it.) You wanted the smoke?

You're choking on it.

You wanted

the grime? You're soaked

in it. 38 reasons...

and you're the first one on the lis--