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Story behind the song
ask public
Lyrics
"The groceries"
Verse 1
Consider me back, i came to kill a track, write it out, put it down and the plans never hit a snag//
On the real, Writer's block tried to Mutombo a nigga, but this track is my finger wag//
Cocksucka, I'm the shit, better get the facts,on how speak cold words with a vicious swag//
Yes indeed, I got bitter bitches mad, even tho they listen to the shit and think "how sick is that"//
With the pen, I'm ridiculously gifted man, Jimmy King is a muthafuckin issue man//
The rap alone got a broad on my dick all, dyin to get pounded till she feel it in her hipbone//
like the rough stuff that's what she get dog, El rowdy piper with out the kilt on//
Ya'll dudes is some real frauds, get ya fuckin chin checked for a minute as I rip it//
Hook:
You dunno, you better bump that shit dude, Jimmy King is a muthafuckin issue//
This is what you call the groceries, dumb bitch, you dunno, then you better ask Public//
Beat bang, so you know you gotta thump it, in the back till ya need ya damn truck fixed//
That's how it go when I spit that flow, that fiayh, but yet its oh so cold//
verse 2
Rap dudes don't spit raw, they tell silly lies, and front like a motherfucka in every line//
Think them cats authentic then you really blind, they faker thugs than L train from city guys//
You could get it anytime, while you hoes steady cry for respect, these rhymes make you gimmie mine//
Sharp wit, I got a hell of supply, these rap dudes know, you better ask about the guy//
But sadly, they gon' lie, & hate like I pipe beyonce & solange and got halle on the side//
Don't ride on the beat, dog actually I glide, like drexler, over snares & drums, and the rest of//
The track, how masterful am I, Jimmy King been money and the stocks on the rise//
Invest now, wont stop on my grind,add that to the fact that I'm a savage in his prime//
Hook:
You dunno, you better bump that shit dude, Jimmy King is a muthafuckin issue//
This is what you call the groceries, dumb bitch, you dunno, then you better ask Public//
Beat bang, so you know you gotta thump it, in the back till ya need ya damn truck fixed//
That's how it go when I spit that flow, that fiayh, but yet its oh so cold//
verse 3
J-I-double M Y, K-I-N-G, killa thats I//
Dude never spit them simply ass rhymes, MC's stay mad cause they shit is past prime//
The clock ticked, these seconds they mine, and ya'll muthafuckas aint gettin back time//
Everybody talk bout wreckin that grind, and blah blah blah bout gettin that shine//
Ya boy said he nice, but he not, i'm sick, cause I Rock Steady like Bebop sidekick//
wong on the trees like Ewoks, time 6, mpc make the beat knock right quick//
That's the formula for murder if you didn't know, next time muthafucka better listen close//
Hook:
You dunno, you better bump that shit dude, Jimmy King is a muthafuckin issue//
This is what you call the groceries, dumb bitch, you dunno, then you better ask Public//
Beat bang, so you know you gotta thump it, in the back till ya need ya damn truck fixed//
That's how it go when I spit that flow, that fiayh, but yet its oh so cold//
