"Love/Drama"
Written by Grip Grand/G. Winogrond for Broakland Music, BMI
Produced by Grip Grand for Broakland Music, BMI and DJ Design/K. Griego for Handclap Music, BMI
(Adlibs)
Verse 1:
You know my album got pushed back for months,
My royalties are still captured,
I got dissed on the Net-I guess now I'm a real rapper!
With my haphazard delivery, no hot beats to speak of,
I couldn't beat up the mic with a brick tucked in each glove.
My AV-club recording was boring,
Snoring like sleeping pills,
And Grip swallowed six in the morning to delete my skills,
My tired loops, and my four-track.
I'm like every wack rapper you ever heard of, but more wack.
Don't buy it! My album, that is-you won't like it.
Every sample you'll recognize,
'Cuz the fans are all cool psychic record guys.
I mean, I am, too, man, I'd never lie.
My whole albums's a jack.
Impeach the President? Yo, how done is that?
Tribute to early rap? DIY ethic?
No, a p***-poor producer-take my name off the credits.
Shouldn't have let 'em put out my demo,
I should've said "Listen, don't.
My friends understand why it sucks, but the critics won't!"
It isn't a cheap shot-my whole style is weak spots.
Infuriating, leave 'em steamin' like a teapot!
Gab Wiz, my high-pitched sidekick? He's bad biz.
"Alter-ego? Yo, that's him! He think he Madlib!"
I'm doin' it wrong, unless I'm tryin' to ruin the song-
If that's the case, then my career is really movin' along.
I'm no Edan, MF Doom, Thirstin' Howl and s***,
Or all the other lo-fi rappers whose styles I bit.
I'm just Grip-thanks for noticing.
Thanks for your time.
We don't see eye-to-eye, but it ain't 'cuz you're blind.
And, yo, thanks for the inspiration, if not the dissent.
I guess it wasn't a total waste of the promo I sent.
I bet you probably could rock it better with your own mic.
I know it sucks to get a free CD that you don't like.
I make the music for myself. I guess I should've kept it that way,
And listened to my wack tape alone inside of my Bat-cave.
You're so astute, bra. Every minute flaw, you heard it.
Can't wait to hear your album...
It must be perfect!
Written by Grip Grand/G. Winogrond for Broakland Music, BMI
Produced by Grip Grand for Broakland Music, BMI and DJ Design/K. Griego for Handclap Music, BMI
(Adlibs)
Verse 1:
You know my album got pushed back for months,
My royalties are still captured,
I got dissed on the Net-I guess now I'm a real rapper!
With my haphazard delivery, no hot beats to speak of,
I couldn't beat up the mic with a brick tucked in each glove.
My AV-club recording was boring,
Snoring like sleeping pills,
And Grip swallowed six in the morning to delete my skills,
My tired loops, and my four-track.
I'm like every wack rapper you ever heard of, but more wack.
Don't buy it! My album, that is-you won't like it.
Every sample you'll recognize,
'Cuz the fans are all cool psychic record guys.
I mean, I am, too, man, I'd never lie.
My whole albums's a jack.
Impeach the President? Yo, how done is that?
Tribute to early rap? DIY ethic?
No, a p***-poor producer-take my name off the credits.
Shouldn't have let 'em put out my demo,
I should've said "Listen, don't.
My friends understand why it sucks, but the critics won't!"
It isn't a cheap shot-my whole style is weak spots.
Infuriating, leave 'em steamin' like a teapot!
Gab Wiz, my high-pitched sidekick? He's bad biz.
"Alter-ego? Yo, that's him! He think he Madlib!"
I'm doin' it wrong, unless I'm tryin' to ruin the song-
If that's the case, then my career is really movin' along.
I'm no Edan, MF Doom, Thirstin' Howl and s***,
Or all the other lo-fi rappers whose styles I bit.
I'm just Grip-thanks for noticing.
Thanks for your time.
We don't see eye-to-eye, but it ain't 'cuz you're blind.
And, yo, thanks for the inspiration, if not the dissent.
I guess it wasn't a total waste of the promo I sent.
I bet you probably could rock it better with your own mic.
I know it sucks to get a free CD that you don't like.
I make the music for myself. I guess I should've kept it that way,
And listened to my wack tape alone inside of my Bat-cave.
You're so astute, bra. Every minute flaw, you heard it.
Can't wait to hear your album...
It must be perfect!