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Текст песни Masta Ace f Apocalypse - Da Grind

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YeahSend this one out to everybody, trying to make end ends meetYeahI`m on the grindStill got my money on my mindAnd I, feel like I`m walking on the lineWhen it, seems like I`m running out of timeThat`s when I`m going on the grind[Masta Ace]Ay yo, I`m trying to make my dollars doubleI done found a place to fit inFor niggaz trying to get into this power struggleI work hard on the job like immigrantsAnd always try to get my first half in advanceIt sounds strange but the rap game is not a gameYou could make a lot of money gain a lot of fameBut don`t get it twistedYou could get addictedBuy a mansion in the Hamptons, and get evictedNow if you call me and I`m not aroundI`m probably putting my grind downDoing shows out of townI be the manager, road manager, and call handlerBooking agent, choreographer and tour plannerI be the V.P. of marketing and promotionsProducer and arraigner, with a range of emotionsAnd after it all, I still gotta performAt three o`clock in the morn`, when half the fans are goneBut it`s fineBeen on the grind since like `88 or `89The game is foul like a plate of swineNow is there anybody con like me?Is anybody out there on the grind like me?For everybody working nine to fiveFor everybody trying to rise with they eyes on the prizeI`m with `cha, we all going through itBut yo, deep down inside I know we still gon` do itOh[Chorus]I`m on the grindStill got my money on my mindAnd I, feel like I`m walking on the lineAnd it, seems like I`m running out of timeThat`s why I`m always on the grindYeah, I`m on the grindStill got my money on my mindAnd I, feel like I`m walking on the lineWhen it, seems like I`m running out of timeThat`s when I`m going on the grind[Apocalypse]YeahI really feel I`m blessed `cause I was born with a talent to rhymeBut the stress got me this close to quitting sometimesOn the crowded A train every morningI can`t wait for the dayMy hustle game don`t got to start this wayNiggaz think it`s all good when they see me and hear my CDAnd think I`m jumping in the 745 with TVsThey don`t know I miss tours and showsTo go to work and pay bills and keep dough on my clothesIn the shadow of a legend soThey expect me to spit and sound like himBut y`all need to let it goEveryday I face the crossroad of rap or drugsAlbum cuts and singles and crack heads and clappin` thugsWhen I`m broke my moms won`t even give me a hugBut on payday I`m her baby then she call it loveI keep making my moves `cause one day I`m a proveI got what it take and I will not loseYeah[Chorus]("I had to hustle hard, never give up" scratched to end)

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