Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Walkthrough!, artist - Grip. Date of issue: 26.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Walkthrough! |
| Look, I can walk you through the depths of hell where vexed rejects elect to |
| sell |
| Keep TECs to protect your tail |
| No respected male to blaze a separate trail 'cause, uh, they was inept as well |
| Inherited they debt, we set to fail, please reset the scale |
| Niggas clappin' on Saturday, but we ain’t see SNL |
| No comedy skits, just llamas and sticks and drama and shit |
| Baby mamas and jits, piranhas and pits, and product to pitch |
| Honestly, it’s only right I give the zombies a fix |
| This bass to your fac from a speaker make you a twaker |
| I laced it with ether |
| It’ll take you a week to |
| Bounce back off one hit of this |
| Niggas is clitoris, way too frivolous |
| This is far more dire |
| The bars is hardcore like parkour with barbed wire |
| GRIP is the dark horse that spark wars and start fires |
| Hole in one on a par of four or higher, and your supplier |
| Tour guide for hire, poor guy, he’s tired |
| Cut him some slack, he’s strapped, rap to his back |
| Back to the wall and they all against me |
| Love on my mind, but it’s cash to earn |
| I was hopin' maybe we could ball eventually |
| If only one time 'fore we crash and burn |
| Fully furnished crib, but inside, you’re empty |
| 'Cause you chose rap as your favorite girl |
| Could’ve fooled me, can’t save the world |
| Could’ve fooled me, can’t save the world |
| Back to the wall and they all against me |
| Love on my mind, but it’s cash to earn |
| I was hopin' maybe we could ball eventually |
| If only one time 'fore we crash and burn |
| Fully furnished crib, but inside, you’re empty |
| 'Cause you chose rap as your favorite girl |
| Could’ve fooled me, can’t save the world |
| Could’ve fooled me, can’t save the world |
| Yeah |
| Sometimes I wonder, really, what did my closed head injury do? |
| I’m literally missin' a screw, but it seems like my memory’s too vivid to |
| forget the shit I’ve been through (Yeah) |
| So as my residuals grew, I remembered those kids who were cruel |
| Same individuals at Elizabeth Little and essentially used them as the fuel |
| Who would’ve knew what a pencil could do though, so mentally screwed |
| They said, «Marshall, you’re either gonna wind up dead or in the penitentiary |
| 'Cause eventually you’ll end up clenchin' a tool |
| And come back vengefully to shoot them bullies who clowned you in elementary |
| school» |
| Yeah, my head, something’s wrong with it (Yeah) |
| But that makes me me, I’m different (Yup) |
| That lyrical phenom misfit |
| Since I was a bleach blond, you hear the beat on this |
| Which makes me only think of demonic shit (What?) |
| I was knockin' at death’s door (Yep), I fuckin' ding-dong ditched it (Haha, |
| yeah) |
| Yeah, and I don’t do that sing-song bitch shit (Yeah) |
| And I don’t use Auto-Tune, all I do is spit, and this shit just bothers you |
| Call it quits, bitch, impossible |
| My pen just popped your thought balloon |
| You dipshits know how I’ma do it |
| Send the motherfucking beat to the trauma-unit |
| Yeah, Shady Records, look at all these squad killers we brought with us |
| Juggernauts and Godzillas, you don’t rock with us, you’re off of your rockers |
| Bitch, back’s to the wall as it always is |
| Why I’m not talkin' about wallets and knots |
| When I say that the wall it is not against |
| It’s more like the cross (Cross), look at how far this is past you |
| Regardless, you want me to reach a fuckin' bar that does not exist |
| No pun intended, but GRIP, hold on to this moment |
| 'Cause soon as you reach the top, they’re gonna want you to fall from it (Yeah) |
| So you better grab your seatbelt like I did mine, and fasten yours |
| Like a motherfucking plane-crash passenger |
| 'Cause one day, you’ll be crashing back to Earth |
| And if you don’t ever stop to smell the roses |
| I do know one thing, that’s for sure |
| You don’t get your flowers 'til you’re pushin' up daisies (No) |
| And that’s about all your ashes earn |
| Back to the wall and they all against me |
| Love on my mind, but it’s cash to earn |
| I was hopin' maybe we could ball eventually |
| If only one time 'fore we crash and burn |
| Fully furnished crib, but inside, you’re empty |
| 'Cause you chose rap as your favorite girl |
| Could’ve fooled me, can’t save the world |
| Could’ve fooled me, can’t save the world |
| Back to the wall and they all against me |
| Love on my mind, but it’s cash to earn |
| I was hopin' maybe we could ball eventually |
| If only one time 'fore we crash and burn |
| Fully furnished crib, but inside, you’re empty |
| 'Cause you chose rap as your favorite girl |
| Could’ve fooled me, can’t save the world |
| Could’ve fooled me, can’t save the world |