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k/ Voodoo (Prod. k​/​utch)

from The "Out The Projects" Project by GR!P

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Let me see those hands like fortune telling...
Let me see those hands cause I'm forced to stealing...
Get 'Em Up.

Waited my whole life - and that's patience,
And now you know I'm soon to blow like gas stations.
Probably high every day & I'll die from that statement,
It's all part of my ritual like the black masons.
For that I am gracious, you might see the pattern,
We might let it dump, but we still mind our manners...
Always get it bumpin', smashed up like a pumpkin,
You lil fuckers still aint jack even with a jack-o-lantern, oh!
Thru earth wind and fire, the first is desired,
by insomniated blocks with the curse to be wired,
W-We will rip you down to the first of your fibres,
& I promise that my mama dint give birth to a liar, eh.
Put the fire on his ass and he burst like a walnut,
Just a young writer with the curse to be all it,
You aint here to learn just concerned bout my wallet,
Preaching to the choir if you looking for involvement!
Problem?[Solve It]. Flawless? [Solid].
Laid it all down so of course I'm goin all in.
How could I choke when my force is evolvin',
Stand in my way and test Grip like a vulkin.
Simply put, that's just a battle you will lose,
Either hook you up with a rattle or a noose,
Now I got your girlfriend battling the blues-
Shit it serves her right for having settled in with you...
Lesson in the proof, moral in the flesh,
Obsession with tha loot got me quarreling with death,
This bird is a hoot, man I hope he packed the pencil ...
Cause I ain't afraid to shoot when I'm holdin' on the led.
Got a grip on my mind-state holdin on the ledge,
Dilation high-way rolling off the edge,
Why lower the crime rate, higher it instead,
Lock us on some petty time but keep our files in the feds.
Fire in my Bed i been writing in my sleep,
I know it might sound Lame but I'm livin' lucid dreams.
I'ma charge Ahead to the pinnacle or peak,
Cause you all sounding the Same but I'm something so unique, yea

- - We bout it,
& we do what it takes to keep it 1-000.
I don't want your 2 cents keep your allowance...
But when you get mine, it's more an endowment.
Maybe I'm just prowling on your main bitch,
But the next day at the ball game, it's the same shit.
So go ahead and draw mayn you can't make art like this,
Cause if you gun me for some balmains they'll still be on my hips, hah!
You showed me evidence that your shawty want my dick,
Cause you heard I'm on the way you been tryna b-line since.
Your questions get ignored you thinking that she' bored,
Tryna get her out the door before her chance to realize it.
Just hold up a tic , maybe we chat for a minute,
Cause my name's been up in your mouth more than your dentist's.
Interfere my business and I'll make you livid,
Take your girl for a Guinness just to make you regret it...
Just take it as lesson, let me be your teacher,
With k/utch as the Reverend I can be the preacher,
My plug on the west end hit me on my beeper,
Let me know that the next 10's gone get it cheaper.
Let me break it down let me show a little biz,
Chances are that someone's caught at the border with some shit.
All the layover clients they come pouring from the bridge,
So we had to break it down into quarters and to nicks.
That's the way it goes first it's slower than it's quick,
Gotta watch for hoes that are moanin' for the Grip,
Best not take her home if you're roamin' with the bitch,
Once you even show 'er then your sho' to be a lick.
Birds by the murda, herb by the block,
Waiting on a word movin' birds round the clock,
Many young dudes hit the curb with some rock,
But I'd rather call the herd and have the birds come to flock.
Once I had the business transition to big homie,
Cause I know how it feels to grow up all a-lonely...
Commissioned all my brodies on a mission like I'm tony,
Now I'm just in the position of the witches in ceremony...

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from The "Out The Projects" Project, released May 1, 2016
@Kay_Slash

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GR!P, k/utch : The Beginnings of an Empire.

Coming from the highly revered Vancouver Hip-Hop scene, the bar has been set high for the upcoming pair of underground artists, but at this point in their career, the duo has only the future in their sights, and believe that the music they make can bring inspiration and change to other aspiring artists and people worldwide. ... more

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