Freestyle

MF Grimm - "The Harder I Rock"

[Emcee(s): MF Grimm and One

[Producer(s): MF Grimm (Original Instrumental

From Metal Fingers - "The Harder I Rock")

[Hook: MF Grimm and (Sample from MF Grimm - "The Harder I Rock")

Who will survive in World War 3? (None!)

Who got a style that come close to me? (None!)

Niggas screaming, "Battle!" Who step to me? (None!)

To all you fakers, it's time to meet your maker

Your maker, your maker, your maker

My brain's

A freeway broken up to intersections, ambidextrous

Into music, also into drug connections. In the

Industry and the streets, I am the man, take royalties

By these keys—that's six thousand grams. Now Grimm

Reap's legit, so I don't trip ahead

I'm off to my murder buddies, then I let 'em flip it

You could tell a crew by their shoes—we wear ostrich

No lizards, diamonds on our neck, and packing baby Deserts

Rappers think they're all that and wanna call the war?

Fuck him, his crew, and everything they stand for

I'm the black Ted Turner, street-money-

-Earner, United States flag-burner

Battling me is some deathy shit, so come

Equipped with rhymes, guns, and two extra clips

Aim for the head 'cause you don't wear a vest there

Bullet makes a window, your brain needed fresh air

Manhattan's evilest mind, platinum turnout

Before a nigga beat me, please, the son'll burn out

Trapped on the planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell's equator

So it's gonna be a long night

'Cause I fuck shit up like Carrie did to prom night

Leaving out the drug game and enter rap, on the top

"The more emotion I put into it, the harder I rock" -

Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones" (x4)

[Hook: One and (Sample from MF Grimm - "The Harder I Rock")

Who will survive in World War 3? (None!)

Who got a style that come close to me? (None!)

Niggas screaming, "Battle!" Who step to me? (None!)

To all you fakers, it's time to meet your maker

Your maker, your maker, your maker

From the streets

I got mental war scars. Back in the days

I used to want to be a Juice Crew all-star

But, yo, my dream didn't fade. Now me touching

The mic is like the Knicks getting Jordan on a trade

One represents for the scramblers and money-handlers

The type of shit that goes on in the streets is scandalous

I'm from Northside Jamaica, the money-breaker

I'm trying to get it up so I could buy an acre

It's the ill nigga One, and where I'm from, shit is real

Guzzling ale, waiting for the next sale

Sometimes, shots are fired, fiends are wired

Sending decoy buyers 'cause they always wanna try us

I'm from right next door, so I'm your neighbor. With rusty razors

800 Pagers, and other assorted flavors

It's a Queens thing, I love the money the fiends bring

Then jet to the strip joint to see the freaks in the G-string

I got connects from Queens to Manhattan, pockets stay

Fatten, niggas ratting, mics get laced like satin

Taxes I'm evading in my quest to get paid

To God, I prayed, then blew 'em with the rusty tip of my blade

'Cause I'm stressed, but with the gift of poetry, I've been blessed

So I never give the paper and the ink rest

Leaving out the drug game to enter rap, on the top

"The more emotion I put into it, the harder I rock"

- Sample from MF Grimm - "The Harder I Rock" (x6)

There's only

One way to go out, and that's with a bang. It's a

Fucked-up world, so I do fucked-up things, and I'm

Born angry, I won't die nice, the black Vincent Price

Preserve my brain with Einsteins and dry ice

Conflict, instinct, and pain contract, boa constrictor style

Appetite, devour humans in sight like Lecter

Battle of the flow of the maniacs, what

The maniacs lack, the bigger brain I

Pack, and, plus, their flow is wack

Beating me in my world is hard to do (But why?)

'Cause my shit is fat and that's hard to chew (Oh)

And even harder to swallow

So bleed like Creed, yeah, die like Apollo

And all who follow. Bullet tag the brain and leave their head hollow

Here today, but just like that, you're dead tomorrow

Leave the drug game and enter rap music, on the top

"The more emotion I put into it, the harder I rock"

- Sample from MF Grimm - "The Harder I Rock" (x8)