Текст песни Rza - Grits
Rza - Grits слова песни
(feat. Allah Real, Masta Killa)[Hook: Allah Real]When I was smallWe had nothing at allWe used to eat Grits, for dinnerIt was painalmost drive a man insanewhat we could find forto survive another daybut I said nah...[RZA]An old killa bee once hummed me a tuneStay up at night, don`t sleep on ya moonFour seeds in the bed, eight seeds in the roomAfternoon cartoon, we would fight for the spoonOld Earth in the kitchen, yell "it`s time to eat"Across the foyer, ya hear the gather of stampeding feetOne pound box of sugar, and a stick of margarineA hot pot of Grits got my family from starvin`Loose with the welfare cheese, thick wit` the gravyused to suck it, straight out the bottle as a babySteamy hot meal serve less than five minutesBig silver pot, boilin` water, salt in itHouse full of brothers and sisters, the pop`s missin`Pillsbury box on the stove in the kitchen[Hook x0.5][Masta Killa]Young shorties in my hood started hustlin`Packin` bags at the neighbourhood associateGrowin` up, not as fortunate to have that fly shitI`m too young, no jobs`d hire me legitYou walkin` down the street with ya gun in ya handDrinkin, thinkin` of a masterplanYour Old Earth can`t afford what ya friends gotSo you roll up to the spot, with ya thing `pon cockAnd it seems worth the takin`, stomach achin`Morning star Reggie makin` go good with the GritsNow let`s take it back for realwhen we used to build at ghetto big wheelswith the shoppin` cart wheels, and wood to nail the seat onGirls skippin` rope in the street the Summer heat, left the jelly prints stuck to they feetSkelly chief, flippin` baseball cards for keepsMomma said it`s gettin` late, and it`s time to come eat[Hook]