Brothers Grim - Ends Meat
Brothers Grim presents Ends Meat
Directed by Andrew Top Dawg Smith / Asmyth Production
Co-Directed by Brothers Grim
Produced by C-Lance
Mixed & Mastered by Nato at Up In Arms Studios
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LYRICS:
HOOK:
Candle burns on both sides till each ends meet
I write poems that bother you to make ends meat
Neighborhood barbecues where my mens meet
And we share off the same plate to make sure my mens eat
(x2)
KOMRADE:
This is rig rap, push ya wig back, fuck a pig rap
45 Luckys, Backwoods and a big sack
For the kids rap, Revolution music in the street
Civil War with the pigs execution of the weak
When I speak, people listen, kids need an honor system
These evil streets evil sleep the Devil on a mission
Where im from rarely guns merk em with incision
Slice a dickhead with precision thats a circumcision
Handle it, underground I read the fucking manuscript
Fire you expire couldnt even keep my candle lit
Vandal shit, spray the walls, fuck a rapper hate them all
Beaking brolic on they bars but at a bash afraid to brawl
Aint afraid to fall I recover in the dark and silence
Got the heart of lions perfect mix of art and science
Spark the violence I'm the match that blow the gasoline
Find me where the grass is green, humble man massive dreams
HOOK
PAT GRIM:
The kid hovers above what the sin cover
A son of a bitch utters don’t fuck with the grim brothers
A man grown the height of a land troll
Im stomping a anthole they scatter they can’t roll
My camp full of shot callers like barzini
Front row rotwiliers reach for my zucchini
They are not a bad bitch till boobs bust out bikini’s
Pretty pussy in my palace pressing pat pannini’s
If they my cronie smoking og man I gotta try it
A quiet riot when I let the homie Wyatt buy it
Move in silence act in violence if I am provoked
Ass whopped. Never told I’m a damn joke
Come to my damn show before I get hambo’d
Rock and let the band go. Lend ears Van Gogh
Pat rare, Steve Austin with hair,
Strut up on the stage hear whoooos like Ric Flair
HOOK