Pennies... Exit Stage Left!?

[Chorus: GRIP] Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained!? Sweat, tears, bloodstains, are you not entertained!? Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained!? Look at what I have became, are you not entertained!? Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained!? Sweat, tears, bloodstains, are you not entertained!? Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertainеd!? Look at what I have became, arе you not entertained!? [Verse 1: Kay Nellz] Uh, pardon Sleep gettin' harder to come by All I got is my bars, my word and a thumb drive Long ways from the blocks and duckin' the one time, that one time My brother got shot, grazed in the back of his— 'ssh, luck happens sometimes The sunrise is met wit' a dark cloud of suspicion My family wasn't masons, but break down bricks with precision Decisions often heightens the probability of prison Overshadowed by this grim reality of how we livin' For your entertainment, pictures get painted depictin' the run around The streets that made you age you desensitize the struggle now But fuck it, you'll come around, adapt or die, 'cause truth is You either askin' "Why not?" or askin' why the grind is sold separately But that hustle come as advertised, we masterminds Got it down to a science, I mastered minds, as for mine Umm- yeah, them masters mine, half the time Your greatest attempt couldn't match the shit I use just to pass the time [Chorus: GRIP] Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained!? Sweat, tears, blood stains, are you not entertained!? Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained!? Look at what I have became, are you not entertained!? Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained!? Sweat, tears, blood stains, are you not entertained!? Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained!? Look at what I have became, are you not entertained!? [Verse 2: Kenny Mason] Swerve through Pittsburgh, alert of disturbances Turnin' shit, I heard some shit lurkin' She gon' call a Lyft to slurp and lick sperm I serve the dick, pleasured the cervix, then skrrted Uh, my mind movin' a million miles minutely We ain't on the same page, minimize, then delete We ain't in same place, talent-wise, mentally Status-wise, industry, in the scene or in the streets These niggas put they self-esteem in a selfie These niggas think a pair of jeans gon' impress me I was sharin' wings with niggas with felonies And never was sellin' ki's, but made them niggas respect me Super, three shooters gon' shoot a 3, shoo a flea, you will be Bull manure if you don't maneuver maturely Surely, niggas like you and me shouldn't be dueling But, due to cruelty, we think it's cool to see who'll bleed [Chorus: GRIP] Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained!? Sweat, tears, blood stains, are you not entertained!? Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained!? Look at what I have became, are you not entertained!? Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained!? Sweat, tears, blood stains, are you not entertained!? Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained!? Look at what I have became, are you not entertained!? [Verse 3: GRIP] Late at night, when you stare at walls, where do thoughts tend to carry y'all? Very flawed, I would share it all, but I'm scarce on the wherewithal On the verge of a mental lapse, even then, perhaps My cerebral'll still run circles around niggas- mental laps Rap like l invented raps and made plenty racks But that was never the goal, these tracks help to better the soul Alchemy, how can he use letters to turn lead into gold? Stories that's never been told from the time I was seven years old God sent heavenly flow, medley of melanin melodies Metaphors manifest memories, summon soliloquy Similes, sentences, spillin' my sentiment over these instruments, uh It's intimate, never intermittent or inconsistent With writtens, I'm gifted, my raps should come wrapped in a ribbon Back to the basket, I'm Pippen, I done practiced the pivot Mastered it spit it, made the picture vivid GRIP took you back to the crib wit' it when other niggas didn't [Outro: GRIP] Trade pennies for my pain— *Clapping and applause* *GRIP walks off the stage* *Clapping gets louder until it abruptly stops*