Earth - MF Grimm

MF, special herbs, fingers in the spice rack

A little bit of my love, sprinkled into gingerbread

I wonder, American Hunger gotta feed feds

Do bids, CO’s searching under bed

MF worldwide, see no Carson Daly

I’m the original, researching like Alex Haley

All’s well in Hell, listen GM Grimm’s fairy tale

Get slick rewrite, script turn horror flick

But murder scene for the police, we gonna edit it

Bloody screams, violence, all seen in 3D

Loud dreams, silent screams, slash mic and vocal chords

Execute hype man, now you gotta eat alone

I pass, cause Grimm is on a fast

You’re a charmer but your armor shatter like glass

Being me ain’t easy, it’s a difficult task

If you look through my eyes, you’ll rip 'em out your head

I had fair warning about the streets, I didn’t heed it

Fuck God, going to Heaven I didn’t need it

Devil by nature in my heart I really knew it

Started a war up in Heaven and I blew it

Not good with taking orders, so I took the dare route

But ended up getting aired out

I give props because it was a fair bout

I give props because it was a fair bout

Now I’m trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Perc is cursed, you hear it in his verses

Voodoo doll, sticking pins in an iPod

Pulling strings in industry, watching puppets dance

Niggas I burnt, watch 'em turn to the man

Time flies when alive, quickly turn OG

But niggas still can’t fuck with me

I don’t tour, so when you see me you see me

No radio and I’m never on the TV

Still get dough, music’s a drug, I move weight

Mad is the flow so wack niggas hate

My heart got cold but my mind spit heat

The world’s on my shoulder but I’m not on my feet

Chariots of fire, gunshots from the wheelchair

Nigga I’ll leave you there

Emcees are counterfeit, three dollar bill shit

Some have gimmicks, others you just feel shit

All in they lyrics, others be bullshit

You know what, fuck them (Yeah fuck them man)

I’m tired of talking about these niggas

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

Now I’m trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Time gap, three years, better do your homework

Not a stranger to murder, seen many niggas die

Exterminate my life, so many tried

Black Nikes, white stripe, drink grape Kool-Aid

To be an MF, you’re donned by me

MF Grimm, real name Percy

C-E-O, last name Carey

My boys are the white noise, my crew is scary

Day By Day Distribution got it on the smash

Those who challenge get knocked on they ass

Grab niggas with my mind, across the room get flung

Mastered styles of Wing Chun with tongue

You can be the best, I’m trying to feed my family

Plus I’m paranoid, please don’t fuck with me

I’ll kill you, straight up, this is reality

This ain’t a made up urban documentary

I thank the creator for the woman who was sent to me

My life, my legs, didn’t know what they meant to me

Until I had to lose them both and regain them

Spirits all around me I try to explain to 'em

Go ahead and put the chorus back

Now I’m trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

That you call Earth but I call Hell’s equator