i use these rhymes as my grind
to move heaven & earth
confess my love for the south
and soaked my soul its dirt
my spirit came out filthy clean
'cause the heritage hurts
angels cry'n in the sky
i wipe my eye with my shirt
nobody listened to my pain
so i talked to this verse
i lived through my yesterday
but today is much worse
so i'm holdin' on to tomarrow
for everything that it's worth
i'm gone grind 'till i shine
before i ride in that hearse
pain became a strong link
in my family ties
i see it every time i look
into my big cousin's eyes
his feet grind the conkrete
snow, sunshine or rain
occupied by the occupation
of just tryin' to maintain
listen to his story
hear the other side of the game
he smokes weed just to breath
it sedates the pain
gettin' high means gett'n by
what an awful thang
now he's stuck in a rut
without the drive to change
I see the trials and tribulations
of everyday life
and realize without dream
there's no reason to fight
without a hope for better days
you might die in the night
without a mission or a vision
people don't set their sights
on the hills
so paying bills
becomes their purpose in life
nothing ventured, nothing gained
nothing works out right
I'll give my life to live this life
This is my sacrifice
going out on a limb
is how a bird takes flight
NittyGrit ReddClay (c) 2003
to move heaven & earth
confess my love for the south
and soaked my soul its dirt
my spirit came out filthy clean
'cause the heritage hurts
angels cry'n in the sky
i wipe my eye with my shirt
nobody listened to my pain
so i talked to this verse
i lived through my yesterday
but today is much worse
so i'm holdin' on to tomarrow
for everything that it's worth
i'm gone grind 'till i shine
before i ride in that hearse
pain became a strong link
in my family ties
i see it every time i look
into my big cousin's eyes
his feet grind the conkrete
snow, sunshine or rain
occupied by the occupation
of just tryin' to maintain
listen to his story
hear the other side of the game
he smokes weed just to breath
it sedates the pain
gettin' high means gett'n by
what an awful thang
now he's stuck in a rut
without the drive to change
I see the trials and tribulations
of everyday life
and realize without dream
there's no reason to fight
without a hope for better days
you might die in the night
without a mission or a vision
people don't set their sights
on the hills
so paying bills
becomes their purpose in life
nothing ventured, nothing gained
nothing works out right
I'll give my life to live this life
This is my sacrifice
going out on a limb
is how a bird takes flight
NittyGrit ReddClay (c) 2003