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A compilation of collaborations of songs featuring Da Grym Reefer

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released February 10, 2014

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Da Grym Reefer Jackson, Tennessee

Da Grym Reefer officially started his career using the moniker Renaissance featuring on Dr. Gigglez 1st compilation “Roastin N Toastin Vol. 1”, released in 2002.
He recorded his first solo song, a song titled “Frigid”. This song opened doors to feature on future releases by the young independent label headed by Dr. Gigglez, known as Jacktown Records, commemorating their home town Jackson, TN.
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Track Name: By A Thread (feat. ItsYaBoiH2)
[Verse 1: Da Grym Reefer]

Y'all been sleeping on me
But's that's ok
Cause y'all gon' recognize me
In a moment
In due time
I will get mine
And then fulfill my omen
Until that day
Y'all in the way
I'm seeing no opponents

So I offer you no atonement
I offer you no condolence
I offer you flow that's potent
And dope as that diesel smoking

Set up the mold and broke it
And dare if you hoes approach it
To let you know who's the coldest
And who's flow is taking notice

I read all the rules
And broke 'em
I rolled all the blunts and smoked 'em
And got so high
I don't even know why
Is my flow so open

Or why is my English broken
Don't matter
As long as I keep it flowing like hemoglobin
And raising your serotonin
We'll keep this going...

A fucking veteran
Better than your competor
More clever
And never equal whoever
You think you better than

But if you want
It's whatever
But I suggest that you'd better
Reflect and project my respect
And confess
"He is the man!"

[Hook: ItsyaboiH2]

Not really have said it all
Not feel like I said it all
[?] Some of y'all don't get it all
Meaning that I've still got ears
I've been tryin' to reach for years
Hanging by a thread
So what makes you think
I won't let you fall?

[Repeat x1]

[Verse 2: ItsyaboiH2]

How could I even let
Get to this
My restlessness is petitive
And the message is
Just a little bit less
Than it was
I guess, last time around
If you're tearing up
Better dry it now
I swear to ya
Just tie my rounds
I'm crying out
For you to find a route
Or already have it laid down
Don't worry I'll wait clown
Cause I hate how
You give me so full of shit
Just keep on milking out
That brown cow
Or rock out on every track
I'm the People's Champ
Watch how I raise eyebrows
With a clothespin
You won't even get a toe in
When I go in
Through your whole smile
With a clothesline
Cause the whole time
I've been trying to stay on my grind
All my new fans still geeking off my old rhymes
And I always come back
You only get one chance
Cause you pussy ass rappers
Just seem to have no spine
And to think that you gon' shine
Is when you need to rewind
And please find
A way better way to waste your free time
Nah, I'm not going to be kind
Cause this mine
I need mine
I'm on the come up
So you better decline
And give it a rest
For somebody find your ass out
Reclined
So if it were me trying to read these signs
I'd say you press your luck
Trying to fuck with us
We gon' hang you up
By any silver line we find
This designed to lead the blind
To exactly where we sacrifice the swine

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Da Grym Reefer]

Ugh!
Grym Reefer in this bitch again (Yup!)
And I don't give a fuck again (Nope!)
Since I got real about my dividends (What?)
I'm short about a few friends (Well?)

I ain't really giving no fuck
All I'm asking for is my cut
You can kiss the back of my nuts
And you fuckers know what's up
And I keep the chrome thing tucked
And I keep it loaded up
And I know you ain't gon' bust, bitch

You're known clitoris
Mitches that gotta sit to piss
Faggots
Bad actresses
Mitches might be too masculine

My passion is thrashing
Your whack asses to ashes
And fucking laugh
As I smash your plastic ass in a casket
Haphazardous
Nastiest rap activist
Bullying rap bullies
Who're really in life
Pacifist bastards
Whether sober or plastered
I'm an assassin's assassin
We're like plaid and pinstripes
In public we're clashing
Cause...

[Hook x2]
Track Name: All In (Interlude)
(Spoken)

Welcome everybody
To the Reefer Madness mixtape
And uh...
We bout to get into this thang...
A lil something like this

(Verse)

Been a long time but the game's still mine
Still been hustling on my grind
Still been working on my music
Just gave my crew the deuces

Gathered up my game and used it
Got the fuck away from the useless
Niggas that don't think no bigger
Nigga's still Grym [grim] but my buzz much bigger
Figured I was gonna fall off
But why?
Would I come down
Cause a nigga too fly
Can't make it rain cause you niggas too dry
Don't fit the bill no need to apply
There's no love lost between you and I
Cause I'm destined to shine like a beam in the sky
Been on the rise
Ever since I arrived
King in disguise
It's me
Who am I?
Track Name: Real Eyes Realize Real Eyes (feat.Tension Relief and Miss Joyce)
(Da Grym Reefer) Verse 1

From the depths of hell
From the cradle to the grave
On this planet-tation planet
Everybody born a slave

From day one had to struggle
Until you learned to hustle
Then you learned it wasn't
Who you are, but what you have
That made them love you

(And why?)
Cause you can't take it with you
When you die
So if you make your ends by any means
They say you fry

So why should I try to live like I'm the perfect guy
When even the preacher living like religion is a lie

What's the connection 'tween this life and the next life?
Most life is spent worrying about post life
Host life eternally wishes that is was most life
And I'm so like: "What the hell you doing with your life?"

Worrying about each other like we have no life
Ignoring the ones who really
Try to grow life

You think you're 'Big Pimpin' living the "ho's life"
We're all living but nobody really knows life

(Miss Joyce) Chorus

The world in which we live
Can be so cold
Learn to survive this life
With a heart of stone
Real Eyes realize real lies
You must hold your own
We walk in the valley
So the path is long
And they wonder why we act this way
My reply is just to live to see another day
They ask why we choose to roam alone
Because we chose to go
The less traveled road

(Tension Relief) Verse 2

Head across the River Styx to get back home
Feels like I'm lost in the realm where the blacks roam
They say that white's right and black's wrong
That's why a fitted crown of thorns adorned the king's black dome
How come the truth you tell ain't what you say it is?
If you just solely after riches, yous a Paganist
Show me a republican and I'll show you a Satanist
Only kids play games and I ain't trying to babysit
What you after, the riches? The gold?
I'm trying to talk God into saving your soul
Peter, don't close the pearly doors
I hope to get in before this Earth implodes
How could I possibly forget? The fire drew me out
Strung from a dogwood in the dirty south
When i die, just put a quarter in my mouth
Weeping willow sag extra low in front of the house

(Miss Joyce) Chorus
Track Name: You Can Have This World (feat. Psy, Westside)
[Verse 1: Psy, Westside]

Reverse the quote
From Malcolm X dream
Necessary action by any means
I'd hate to be mean
With a fucked up plan
Cause sometimes the missions
Achieved through peace
Thanking the Lord
For grabbing my hand
I've touched 29
I feel like a man
I'm raising my seeds
With values with ease
Lucky my mentality beat the streets

[Verse 2: Da Grym Reefer]

Or let them streets beat you
Even though they not know what they do
Same streets made me
Made you
In a world of lies
Trying to seek the truth
So when I speak the truth
Even if I show no proof
You feel it
Even shit I didn't say
You hear it and know it's more than lyrics

[Verse 3: Psy, Westside]

Progression is hard to maintain for people
It's harder when you searching for fame
It's evil
Society's cast is one fit all
Follow the leader
Everyone falls
Description of people
Sometimes will be meek
You fight for your life
Or you fight just to eat
[?] of life
But the path can be beat
Half will die
Cause the rest cannot see

[Verse 4: Da Grym Reefer]

Everybody all about wealth
Can't lie, I want that myself
I don't wanna be loved for being someone else
Rather you hate me for being myself
Ain't nobody but myself
Got a problem with myself?
My advice to you niggas
Grow a pair and just go fuck yourself

[Verse 5: Psy, Westside]

This world is in our hands
Even though we act like the world ain't our hands
God's hands
So we continue struggling trying to change our plans
We commit sins over sins
Mind over matter
This game called life is a battle between evil and good
But we battle the demons so good we can't lose
With the Lord on our side
We got much pride
With our hands up high
What supposed to be tears are dry
Ain't no fear in my eyes
Why?
I'mma fight for my life. Right?
I'mma make it in my life. Right?
If the war is on
I'mma fight for life
Everyday and everynight
I'm prepared for the fight
From the dark into the light
Been too evil
You can have this world

[Verse 6: Da Grym Refer]

I wake up to another day
The sky is grey but life is great
Ask me how I feel
I feel like shit but the reply is "Straight"
Heading to my 5-8 so I can slave and make this money
Ain't it funny?
I'm a college educated working dummy
We're puppets for this money
We'll 'bout do anything
In our childhood we left our dreams
And traded in for schemes
Or scrubs and a hairnet
At the top we just ain't there yet
We're at the bottom
Left to perish
Isn't it apparent
We're doing worse than our parents
The economy is bust
The government is broke
I bet the tab falls on us
Long as I've got my fam
Long as I've got my girl
Long as I've got my son
Then fuck it
Y'all can have this world

[Hook: Psy, Westside]

You can have this world
You can have this world
You can have this world
You can have this world
You can have this world

[Repeat x1]
Track Name: All About Me (feat. Solo G and Miss Joyce)
[Chorus: Miss Joyce]

Determination is the key to the game
Real recognize real
I'm not searching for fame
Tried to tarnish my name
But this is not about you
So your thoughts and opinions
Are irrelevant too
Cause I
Will never lose at what I do
Keep it true
Just play my part
Stay out my lane
Just do you
What I want to achieve
I will please believe
Cause this is not about you
This is all about me

[Verse 1: Solo G]

Look
They say they want it all
Fancy cars and jealous broads
I say they're blinded by
All the dollar signs involved
I've got a deadly mind
I'm in this game, homie
They say I'm tripping on them
Family switching teams on me
That's why I'm Solo G
I don't need your company
I've got my own swag
All that anna don't belong to me
I'm doing what I gotta do
Grinding 'till the job is through
Look at me I'm living proof
But what's a man supposed to do
It's family first
If that don't work
Then I play it in reverse
Lift the curse
You got the pouty face
Because your feelings hurt
I give my all
And spread the word to all of those involved
That I ain't stopping
I ain't even slowing down at all
I'm 'bout mine
You're so far from my mind
It's astronomical
Just like a fragment of time
Been missing
Since I've been gone
But now I'm back in the zone
You can put your money on in it
I'm killing 'em like a slug to the dome (Yeah)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Da Grym Reefer]

All we can do
Is try to stay the hell out of jail
What can you do
When everybody wishes you fail?
In these times
Your haters are the ones that's wishing you well
So if you shoot
They give you 24 with an L
So with that said
You know that everybody's going for self
So don't be too friendly
Cause it's bad for your health
People are selfish as hell
And that ain't soon changing
Man, it's all about wealth
If you ain't sharing they taking
That's the only way that some of them
Seeing them make it
That's how America made it
In the land of forsaken
It's a given or taken for stacks
Leaning and breaking your back
Long as you're paying your tax
You might leave it all intact
Watch your friends
Whether you're balling or flat
Cause it's cold outside
Your homie will lay you flat
Like Solo I roll solo and dolo
And me gucci
When cat's start acting small like Pebbles
Extra fruity

[Chorus]
Track Name: Good Times (feat. VVS)
[Hook: Da Grym Reefer]

Ain't nobody got time
We trying to have a good time
Got drank in my cup
And money on my mind

All these niggas up in here
Y'all just holding up the wall
But all these women up in here
Better get up on these broads

[Repeat x1]

[Verse 1: Da Grym Reefer]

Ciroc flowing like a fountain
Everybody in this thang just bouncing
(But you, nigga)
Why you up in here frowning?
(I mean)
Who comes to the club to sit on the couches?
(Turn up, nigga)
I ain't worried 'bout shit
Won't start no shit
Won't be no shit
Everyone in here grown
We ain't on that shit
Next slow song the DJ play
I'm snatching up a chick
Cause tonight this is a party
I ain't worried 'bout tomorrow
All my niggas poppin' bottles
All my ladies look like models
Not the place to feel your sorrows
Nigga, we trying to feel the opposite
Stepped into something fresh
And stepped out
Like "Tell me I'm not the shit!"

Stepped out
To take a break from the grind
Stepped out
Just trying to ease my mind
Stepped out
Just because I wanna shine
But mostly stepped out tonight
Just trying to have a good time

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: VVS]

F.N.I.A
I'm a watch connoisseur
But I don't have time for the bull
He just hating on all the strings that I can pull
This here macking
Breaking hoes down like some fractions or division
I got chicks on both coasts
I just put them in divisions
I get money
I like new money
My money in mint condition
I been getting money for years
Getting money a tradition
In the club
Yeah, we tipping
Grym sippin'
Me, I'm pimpin'
Bad chick dancing on me
With a shape that be gifted (Yeah)
I pull a wad then instantly start tipping
Throw it in the air
She gon' get it like Griffey
Yeah, my guys in the club
And they smoking on medicinal
My guys on your girl
Turn your head and you missing her
(Yeah)
I'm just trying to have a good time...
With your bitch
Took her to my deluxe apartment
Until I get tired

[Hook x2]
Track Name: Break It Down (Interlude)
(Hook)

Break it down. Drop it low
Drag it all across the floor
Further than you usually go
Show the club that you're a pro
Take your Jello. Make it jam
I just wanna see you dance
Got these niggas in a trance
Trying to get up in your pants

(Chorus)

Now twerk something
The way you move
I'm surprised that you ain't hurt nothing
Got these other girls watching like they learning something
Everybody tossing dollars like you earned something
You working with something

(Verse)

Now you know as soon as you came through the door
You know you had ass like "Whoa!"
Gone drop it down low to the floor
Let ya boy get a peek of that peach on the low
Cause I know you're a freak on the low
You chief on the low
I peeped out the pro
You're licking your lips
While I'm blowing my smoke
You moving them hips like nigga let's go
(So I'm like...)

(Hook)

Break it down. Drop it low
Drag it all across the floor
Further than you usually go
Show the club that you're a pro
Take your Jello. Make it jam
I just wanna see you dance
Got these niggas in a trance
Trying to get up in your pants

(Chorus)

Now twerk something
The way you move
I'm surprised that you ain't hurt nothing
Got these other girls watching like they learning something
Everybody tossing dollars like you earned something
You working with something
Track Name: Hip-Hop's Unknown (feat. Mack Mirage)
[Verse 1: Da Grym Reefer]

With so much drama in the industry
I see it's getting kind of hard for the real MCs but...
Somehow some way
Keep coming up with lyrics for these niggas
While the rest bringing decay

They say
That every other rapper trapping now
Three-sixties got 'em trapping out of massas house

They keep telling me to stay the independent route
But I even see some independents cashing out
I meant selling out
Freudian slip

Niggas bailing out
On some corporate slip
While everybody claim
That they're the realest and shit
I see way too many mules on an industry kick

Even the fans acting like some fucking zombies and shit
One blog can make the world jump on top of your dick
While the rest treat you like a fucking target they missed
Cause you don't live to be a legend and an artist in this...
Rap shit

[Hook x 4]

Jump up and get bucked
If you're feeling lucky duck
Then press your luck

[Verse 2: Teddy Sm!th]

I'm sick of the cynical, hypocritical censorship
Two MCs in their rawest form is what you're witnessing
Kicking down doors
Bringing attention and
Fuck your blogs and your forums
We ain't listening
Secret agents wearing hip-hop uniforms
Sneaking in
Like a Mexican going across the border
This that New Rap World Order
Instead of me giving them pennies for my thoughts
I gave them quarters cause the game is lame and needs change
Leaving me insane
Everybody's brainwashed and they're doing the same thing
Over and over again
History always repeats itself
If you don't pay attention to it
I'd hate to call you stupid, Stupid but
Stupid is what Stupid does
They want you to rap tough and bust your gun
So you can be in handcuffs
Use your fists, nigga
Man up!
It's Teddy Sm!th and Grym Reefer
Coming out your fucking speakers!

[Hook x4]
Track Name: Press Ya Luck (feat. Teddy Sm!th)
[Verse 1: Da Grym Reefer]

With so much drama in the industry
I see it's getting kind of hard for the real MCs but...
Somehow some way
Keep coming up with lyrics for these niggas
While the rest bringing decay

They say
That every other rapper trapping now
Three-sixties got 'em trapping out of massas house

They keep telling me to stay the independent route
But I even see some independents cashing out
I meant selling out
Freudian slip

Niggas bailing out
On some corporate slip
While everybody claim
That they're the realest and shit
I see way too many mules on an industry kick

Even the fans acting like some fucking zombies and shit
One blog can make the world jump on top of your dick
While the rest treat you like a fucking target they missed
Cause you don't live to be a legend and an artist in this...
Rap shit

[Hook x 4]

Jump up and get bucked
If you're feeling lucky duck
Then press your luck

[Verse 2: Teddy Sm!th]

I'm sick of the cynical, hypocritical censorship
Two MCs in their rawest form is what you're witnessing
Kicking down doors
Bringing attention and
Fuck your blogs and your forums
We ain't listening
Secret agents wearing hip-hop uniforms
Sneaking in
Like a Mexican going across the border
This that New Rap World Order
Instead of me giving them pennies for my thoughts
I gave them quarters cause the game is lame and needs change
Leaving me insane
Everybody's brainwashed and they're doing the same thing
Over and over again
History always repeats itself
If you don't pay attention to it
I'd hate to call you stupid, Stupid but
Stupid is what Stupid does
They want you to rap tough and bust your gun
So you can be in handcuffs
Use your fists, nigga
Man up!
It's Teddy Sm!th and Grym Reefer
Coming out your fucking speakers!

[Hook x4]
Track Name: Ease My Mind (Remix)
[Hook: Miss Joyce]

I do what I gotta just to ease my mind in time
It may get hard but I keep on moving
Stay on my grind
I don't worry bout what others
Have to say about me
Inhale, exhale
My world is so lovely

[Verse 1: Da Grym Reefer]

Life is full of so much pain and sorrow
People finding peace of mind in the bottom of a bottle
Bottom of a barrel
The world is in peril
Always stepping on a brother
No Will Ferrel
So in my mind's eye
To keep my mind right
My eyes tight
When you're living the high life
You focus on the highlights
And trying not to get found on the roadside
So a nigga stray
Far away
From the low lives

[Chorus: Miss Joyce]

[Verse 2: Da Grym Reefer]

Trying to stay out of the drama and bullshit
Rule number one
Gotta watch who you fool with
Everyone smile in your face
You ain't cool with
Especially them fools that your ass
Went to school with
Even though they older
Man them fools on some new shit
Cause they ain't done nothing with their lives
And won't do shit
So I know a lot of niggas mad cause I do this
But I don't care
Just saying so you'd know that I knew this
Instead of thinking I'm clueless
Bitch, I ain't new to this
Bitch, I'm true to this
Since I fell out my motherfucking mamma's uterus
My fuse been lit, to blow bitch
And it
Refuse to quit
Till' I refuse to spit
And I quit and let go
And the answer to that question
Is a resounding "No"
Cause the answer to the pressure
Is a resounding flow
And I respond to all the bullshit
When I light my dro so...

[Chorus: Miss Joyce]

[Verse 3: Da Grym Reefer]

I'm just saying
You better live your life
And enjoy it
All that other shit ain't really that important
If you think about it
It's too short to be stressed out
Be glad you're above ground
Niggas do bids
And get killed when they touch down
Wasn't safe back then
Even less safe now
When frienemies from then
Be all in your face now
I guess I'm about to reach success
So in the meantime
Stay on my grind
And ease my mind
And stay blessed
Track Name: Settle Down (Interude)
[Intro]

Why is it you're always asking me about other females
But when I'm trying to kick it with you
You're always playing me to the left? What's up?

[Verse]

Why don't we
Settle down, fall in love
Girl, what you waiting for
You're losing your investment
All this time that we're taking up
Making up, breaking up
Just so we get back together
Know we wanna be together
Need to get our shit together
Get together?
It's whatever
You act like you're just passing time
Call up, hook up, fuck
And then you go your way and I go mine
But next time that we talk
You're acting like you're 'bout to lose your mind
You need to say what's on your mind
Girl, I cannot read your mind
No more than you can read mine
No more than you can lead blind
You don't like her but she's trying
You act like loving me crime
'Spose to do with these signs?
You cut into my "me time"
A drama queen by design
Plays the role of the one crying, the one lying
The one trying
Always deals with bullshit
The one dealing the bullshit always says some shit like
"Deal with it."
But I'm a keep it real with it
I'm not about to deal with it
And not even trying to hear about no chicks that I ain't kick it with so...

[Outro]

"So what I'm saying is...(inhales blunt and exhales)
Hit that dope
If I don't have no ties to you don't have no ties to me..."
Track Name: You Can't Talk To Her (feat. Psy, Westside and Miss Joyce)
[Verse 1: Psy, Westside]

See, this city that we living in
It makes me hard to love her
My black brothers drop out of the 10th
Grade get a gun and shoot each other

Tell me how I make it in a city
Where they live to die
Since 15 they wasn't taught
We live in a city that's bred in violence

Adolescent, look up
How can I look up if I don't know better?
Scheming trying to make it in life
Needed money started selling that white

Oh, my Lord, How did I get caught up
In the situation I'm in
I promise, Lord, only took one hit
Now it seems like I'm sprung on the shit

Habits turn magic with sound
Excuses be holding you down
Half of my thoughts I regret it
Half of my people indebted

Money the root of all evil
Backstabbing mashing your people
Tell me how angels don't cry
Boulders on shoulders won't lie

Holding you closer my five
Exposing my knowledge and time
Look at the daughters that cry
They turn into women that fly

Leading the blind and misguided
Hope that you find it in time
Leading the blind and misguided
Hope that you find it in time

[Verse 2: Da Grym Reefer]

I'm from the belly of the east
Where you won't find a damn thing peace
When you're struggling to pay the lease
You do the most but get the least

Cause these streets
They teach that you can't eat
Without no heat
So we preach
You come short on my money
Put you six feet deep

And fuck police
Cause it ain't me
They serve and protect
Oh heck! Go check!
Those negroes so suspect...
Description

Not to mention
We came in chains and whipped
So now we murder one another
Over chains and whips

Cause when it rains it pours
And when it leaks it drips
And when the storm has passed
You all abandon ship

Because the grass looked greener
You thought the water was cleaner
(But no)
The freedom is raining Jim Crow
And you didn't even know....

[Bridge: Psy, Westside]

This city was built by trains
This city is full of snakes
This history hard to take
Every street was built by slaves
Don't talk to her

In a city full of pain
I know it feels strange
When they up them thangs
Nothing remains

[Hook: Psy, Westside]

Jackson done changed
Jackson done changed
The problems and the issues that you have
And you can't talk to her

Jackson done changed
Jackson done changed
The problems and the issues that you have
And you can't talk to her

[Repeated from Bridge]
Track Name: The Profile (feat. Tension Relief and Miss Joyce)
Tension Relief:

(Quietly: "RIP Trayvon")

Im gone stay the way the Lord made me; off in his image
6'1" young black male, alot of melanin in my skin and
They profile me a felon in the court of public opinion
I'm already guilty, the only crime committed was living
In a world full of sinning it seems you can walk to the store no more
Every time I walk by slow little white bitches locking they door
Oh no, I ain't gone go for being your scapegoat no more
Where's the crime in buying an iced tea and a bag of Skittles?
Now who knows which way the wind gone blow? Ho, stop your faking
Only seems to me that you are witnessing black men in public places
If I wanted your purse I'd take it, go rambling through your shit
Mace you in the face with your own mace, bitch. Now take this! (Ugh!)
The troops assembling in the city. We going
To start a riot, all my niggas coming with me
Let's head to the suburbs and show them white boys what's the business
It's a white man's world. You all run this shit, we all just live here. Yeah
But living in fear just ain't no living
Can't even go grocery shopping without people keep following me like I'm stealing
Every time the police stop me, how come they always got to frisk me
Villian-ized by social stigma, penalized just cause of my pigment

Da Grym Reefer:

What's beef?
Beef is four little girls getting burned up in a church
Beef is Emmit Till getting hauled off in a hearse
Beef isn't the way Pac & Big got did
Beef is police being involved in it

My skin is my sin
While America pretends
It's unheard of
I could get killed and go to trial for my own murder
Served a summons in a casket
I'm being dramatic
But the truth in what I speak is tragic

Under these fascists
Reverse Racism?
No you've got it backwards
These days and times, man
The truth is a bad word
Voted for change but were hustling back-wards
The moneys in the way. Gotta get to it faster
Why don't we own nothing?
Too busy trying to rock a chain
Skip the guns butter over everything

Fuck freedom!
All that corny shit ain't of importance
Niggas don't stand for justice
They stand in line for Jordans

Miss Joyce:

(Chorus)

A queen can't sit back and let them dethrone her king
My brother can't you see you kill each other in vain
Learned how to play the game
But you switched up teams
Don't you know there is no fear
Like a black man with a dream

Kumasi:

In a free society -- I'm walking down the street, police got the nerve to ask me "where you going?
Where you coming --" "ain't none of your damn business where I'm going!
"It ain't none of your damn business where I came from!
Fuck you talking about, 'Where are you going? '" " You go anywhere and ask anybody else "What they're doing here?"
Do you stop and ask anybody else in this society, man, "Why do you exist?" you understand what I'm saying?
But you got the nerve to ask me that, all day, every day?
Now what do you think that does to me, psychologically?
What does that tell me?
What message am I being fed, everyday
See, he don't understand that every day, he's feeding me a spoonful of hatred
Every day -- that's my diet
A spoonful of hatred
You see?
And it's just a question of when is this going to erupt?
And upon whom is it going to erupt?
Am I going to attack myself, am I going to attack my brotha, you understand?
Am I going to attack my own image in the mirror, or am I going to eventually attack the cause of my anger and my frustration?
But the point is, I'm a walking time bomb -- .. someday, somewhere, on somebody
The question is -- upon whom?

(Chorus)
Track Name: Better Days (feat. C Dub and Yung Ra)
[Hook: C Dub & Yung Ra]

Same ol' shit (Same shit)
Just a different day (A different day)
Still searching for those better days (Better days)
Lord it gotta be a better way (A Better way)
How more can a nigga take (Reaching for the stars)
[Repeat x1]

[Verse 1: Da Grym Reefer]

It's an everyday struggle just to pay the bills
Can't make an honest living
Damn near gotta rob and steal
Feeling like a slave
Cause even though
I got paid today
All the bills I've accrued
Overdue
Or they due today

Just wish that I knew a way
To make it to a brighter day
Racing through the road of life
Looking for my right-of-way
Cause right away

Everything isn't looking good
But still trying to keep up with the Joneses
Like I'm living good
But I'm still in the hood

Tell me what you know
Honestly
About poverty
No credit card in your wallet
Just an EBT

Been seeking employment
But employment ain't really seeking me
And Section 8
About the only way for me to keep my lease

Got a letter
Telling me, next month
My rent will increase
But in that same week
My work hours about to decrease

Seems like the only comfort I find is in a weed leaf
But gotta find another job
So I can't chief for six weeks (Damn!)

[Hook: C Dub & Yung Ra]

Child support due
Baby needs shoes
I might not have a job
But you ain't got a clue

So don't push me
Cause I'm close to the edge
Trying to keep from robbing niggas
Putting pistols to their head

I'm just
Fed up with not having my bread up
Rather take chances with feds trying to set a nigga up
Instead of getting fucked by a 9-5
And still can't hardly survive
Or get your head above water as hard as you try

No such thing as an honest living
Cause honestly
No one honest is even still living
Obviously

I see the poor and we're still struggling
I see the rich and they still hustling
Like it's still nothing

They've got the most
But they give nothing
We got the least but we share it
Even though we ain't got nothing

And even though we ain't got nothing
We've got the will to survive more than most
So nigga that's something

[Hook: C Dub & Yung Ra]

[Verse 3: Da Grym Reefer]

Life is what you play out
Looking for a way out
We be like "Fuck a job!"
And hustle hard for a payout

Jobs like a layoff
Right before the playoffs
Fourth quarter bullshit
Right before your payoff

Guess that's how I got in this rapping shit
Cause if it wasn't for that
I'd probably be on some trapping shit

Went and got knowledge of self
Now they say I'm an activist
But I ain't got a pot to piss
How can I adapt to this

Trying to school my people
On all kinds of traps and shit
But I would get more respect
If I said I was trafficking
"Oh, now we on that again?"
"Yeah, now we're on that again."

I love all my people
I just hate where our passion is
If we wanted to change the world
More than our income

We'd still have the Black Panthers
Malcolm and then some
Instead of doing the same shit
That's just going to fade away

Dig down a bit deeper
And maybe we'll see a brighter day
(Just maybe.....)
Track Name: Jackson Anthem (feat. Miss Joyce)
[Chorus: Miss Joyce]

J-A-C-K-S-O-N
My hometown
Call it Jackson
Where we wanna grow
With love and peace
And bring some harmony
To our community

[Repeat x1]

[Verse 1: Da Grym Reefer]

I was born on the eastside of the J-town
I was three
Still remember that ride on the Greyhound
I remember when a brother would beat you straight down
Nowadays they take a gun and lay you face down
Can't let your kids just walk around these streets now
These streets will snatch 'em up
Soon as they put their feet down
You ain't no gangsta, little shorty
Put the heat down
Y'all being punks
Scared to take a beatdown
Get in your books kid
These streets ain't all sweet
Ain't nothing for you in these streets
Ain't no peace in toting heat
These police don't care
If you claim for from the West or East
All they see is that black skin
So to them, we all are beasts

Whether rich or poor
When it rains it pours
We're under the same umbrella
Better less or more

With no cheddar
But more cane than Singapore
So when you flash your cash
The all wanna see you poor in...

[Chorus x2]

[Bridge 1: Miss Joyce]

I know it's not always easy
To smile when the road gets rough
But only we can make a difference
Our children are depending on us

[Verse 2: Miss Joyce]

To do the right thing
There's so much pain
And confusion in our world
And we are the ones who's losing
Our generation of boys in girls
Are growing up to fast (too fast)
And leaving too soon (too soon)
Tell it's now to speak
To remove this cloud of doom

Let's help them to achieve their dreams
So in themselves, they can believe
Let's turn to the positive
So they can begin to lead

[Chorus x2: Miss Joyce and children]

[Bridge 2: Da Grym Reefer and children]

Children: (Stop!)
Da Grym Reefer: Committing the killings and violence
It's senseless
Children:(Stop!)
Da Grym Reefer: The murders of all
The children and women
Children: (Stop!)
Da Grym Reefer: Tell again and make the city feel it
Miss Joyce and children: (Oh Stop!)
Miss Joyce: Say J-A-C-K-S-O-N
Children: J-A-C-K-S-O-N
Miss Joyce: J-A-C-K-S-O-N
Children: J-A-C-K-S-O-N
Miss Joyce: J-A-C-K-S-O-N
Children: J-A-C-K-S-O-N
Miss Joyce: J-A-C-K-S-O-N
Children: J-A-C-K-S-O-N

[Bridge 1: Miss Joyce]

I know it's not always easy
To smile when the road gets rough
But only we can make a difference
Our children are depending on us

[Chorus: Miss Joyce and children]

J-A-C-K-S-O-N
My hometown
Call it Jackson
Where we wanna grow
With love and peace
And bring some harmony
To our community