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Grinding Season (with Young Hustle aka B1aZe)
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Started rapping about September 2004, but I'd been writing poetry for years and done text battles on rap boards once in a while. My content is far from what most females "in the game" speak on, I don't talk about Gucci and Prada, or sex all the time. I keep it real and talk about issues that are on my mind. Things that are going on in "MY" life or the lives of people I know. To me, it's all about keeping it REAL and elevating so that you can be at your best and I believe I'm well on my way to doing both.
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Peak #1,819
Peak in subgenre #878
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L Veracity
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July 18, 2007
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MP3 2.3 MB 128 kbps 2:32
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I don’t listen to rap, so you can call me a hater how every rapper on the grind, yet still without the paper? you ain’t believable so stop cryin’ wolf boy everything you spit is fake, but I’m the truth boy you say you pushin’ but where’s the packs of weight how you ain’t got a car, but you say you got cake? these dudes is all fluff, whipped icing on the top beat the flour and the eggs, add color now you tough? got the recipe for “G” but only in studio B say you got it on lock, but ain’t even got the key tell me how you a gangsta when you live on a farm son? ya name ain’t big enough to ring an alarm young this ain’t Kindergarten, better show not tell I don’t believe what you say, less I seen it myself and if you say you got a witness, you doin’ it all wrong can’t do ya dirt solo, the streets ain’t where you belong
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