Kardinal Offishall

[Pharrell] & (Pusha T in sing-song voice)
Yo...
I go by the name... (I'm yo' pusha)
of Pharrell from the Neptunes...
And I just wanna let y'all know... (I'm yo' pusha)
The world is about to feel...
Something... (I'm yo' pusha), that they've never felt before
C'mon

(Pusha T)
From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard
I'm the...neighborhood pusha
Call me subwoofer, 'cause I pump "base" like that, Jack
On or off the track, I'm heavy cuz
Ball 'til you fall cause you could duck to the fetti govs
Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through these eyes
Benz convoys with the wagon on the side
Only big boys keep deuces on the ride
Gucci Chuck Taylor with the dragon on the side
Man, I make a buck, why scram?
I'm trying to show y'all who the fuck I am
The jewels is flirting me, damned if I'm hurting
Legend in two games like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
Platinum on the block with consistent hits
While Pharrell keep talking this music shit

[Chorus: Pharrell]
......Grindin'! (Ahhh)
......Grindin'! (Ahhh)
Grindin'! (Ahhh)
Grindin'! (Ahhh)
Grindin'! (Ahhh)
...(Hu-huuh...)

(Malice overlapping last line of Chorus)
Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the baker's man
I bake them cakes as fast as I can
And you can tell by how my bread stack up
And disguised in this rap so the feds back up
Watch it, like my whip, like my chick, topless
Doing a buck-six with me in the cockpit
Grindin' cousin, I got hoes for a dozen
Even eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin'
And my weight, that's just as heavy as my name
So much dough, I can't swear I won't change
Excuse me if my wealth got me full of myself
Cocky, something that I just can't help
'Specially when them 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the wind chill
Filthy, the word that best defines me
I'm just grinding man, y'all nevermind me

[Chorus]
......Grindin'! (Ahhh)
......Grindin'! (Ahhh)
Grindin'! (Ahhh)
Grindin'! (Ahhh)
Grindin'! (Ahhh)
...(Hu-huuh...)

[Hook: The Clipse in sing-song voice and (Pharrell)]
Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...)
Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...)
When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!)
Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...)
Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...)
When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!)

(Malice)
My grind's 'bout family, never been about fame
From days I wasn't "Abel/able", there was always "Cain/caine"
Four and a half will get you in the game
Anything less is just a goddamn shame
Guess the weight, my watch got blue chips in the face
Glock with two tips, whoever gets in the way
Not to mention the hideaway that rests by the lake
Consider my raw demeanor the icing on the cake
I'm Grinding
(Pusha T overlapping Malice's last line)
I move 'caine like a criple
Balance weight through the hood
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles
Other hand on my nickel--
Plated whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you
As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an issue
Lose your soul in... whichever palm I'm holdin'
One'll leave you frozen, the other, noddin' and dozin'
I'm grindin' Jack

[Chorus]
...Grindin'! (Ahhh)
...Grindin'! (Ahhh)
Grindin'! (Ahhh)
Grindin'! (Ahhh)
Grindin'! (Ahhh)
...(Hu-huuh...)

[Hook: The Clipse in sing-song voice and (Pharrell)]
Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining
Niggas better stay in line, when
When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!)
Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining
Niggas better stay in line, when
When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!)

Hey Aye
Upfront Konvict
Hey Aye OoO Yeaa
I gotta find a way
to get outta here
I gotta find a way
to get outta here
This ain't the way that
I wanna live no
This ain't the way
somethin' gotta give
In a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
Cause I find myself
on the fast track
side to life
drivin' me crazy
In the hood daylight
to night and you
can find me grindin' daily
And it ain't gon'
change as long as
we getting money keep
the same mind frame
Same hood
betta pop that thang
same big whip on
the block same fly dame
Wit my lady just rollin'
with the sunshine
and the wind blowin'
Gotta keep my mind
cleared from all this crime
hopefully one day
learn from it but
I gotta find a way
to get outta here
I gotta find a way
to get outta here
This ain't the way
that I wanna live no
This ain't the way
somethin' gotta give
In a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
Girl it's like
I can't see the sun
six in the mornin'
I'm still on the run
Day to the night rushin'
around town tryin'
to get this done for
the case come down
Gotta feed my fate
face to face with
no place to race except
straight
I can feel them close
on my heels
gotta keep goin'
so I'm takin' the wheel
Tryin' to outrun my fears
outrun my pears
outrun the killers
and escape them years
Yet again
so I take out my pen
and say If you find
this letter please
pray for me
I gotta find a way
to get outta here
I gotta find a way
to get outta here
This ain't the way
that I wanna live no
This ain't the way
somethin' gotta give
In a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
Now can you
picture me growin'
up on the bad side of town
Where them outlaws
are hangin'out all the
women get down
Where cash moneys the
only answer to
problems around
And if ya missin'
your people most likely
they underground
This cruel world
this cruel world
Leave this town forever
break away and just start err
I gotta find a way
to get outta here
I gotta find a way
to get outta here
This ain't the way
that I wanna live no
This ain't the way
somethin' gotta give
In a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'
I'm in a rush rush
gotta keep on movin'

wow-rahh!
t-pain ya boy sharp
wow-rahh!!
t-pain wow-rahh! ya boy thunda
(?) fire fire
fire fire rahh!
fire fire
yo yo yo

(verse 1-t-pain)
number 1 shotta
bad man make the girls shake like maracas
M-16 bust and take your whole top off
were deal ear me don't fuck with the knock-off
push it to the limit and receive is the drop-off
ah hoe no..and pop it off for the 8-5-0
build a fire let the stick...glow
weinadealina woahhh
and they won't bother me noooo
bust a top for the 850 ohohohoh
me say go! me say stop! pop! raaaahhh! rahhh! rahhh!
bust a top for the 8-5-0...rahh rahh rahh

my boy Kardinal, leader of the session
Black Jays pop it if we need an intervention
murder all these little song boys in succession
niggas aint eatin..it's a convict recession
gettin paid to shut down the show is my profession
fuck keepin it easy i am not about aggression
approach if you want but use your discretion
when i crush these rappas careers they get left in a depression

you better stand clear when the mike's in my possession
and i bust every year cuz that is my obsession
it's a T-Dot T-PAIN, Kardinal expression
Black Jays fire like a black Smith and Wesson
you're done mon!

bustas don't bother me nooo
unless i bust a top for the 8-5-0 (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
me say go! me say stop! pop! rahh! rahh! rahh!
pop a top for the 8-5-0

pass it to the ear with a mere pom pom!
policeman they fear we don't keer pom pom!
pop it off and bust it open here pom pom!
let them hear pom pom! let them hear pom pom! let them hear pom pom!
rahh!
you see me coming man better get runnin man cuz when you see me you gon see me with my gun in hand
dont be a (?) man we makin money man
for we keep it comin comin
tell them fools they need to just shut up
roll near and farmer boys get fucked-up
keep on talking and we kick your door not on
find you in pieces your whole body cut up
your king shut up scared why get this oh no
dog don't argue to live this is so no
45 caliber will have your skin bono make your skin bono make your skin bono

bustas don't bother me nooo
unless i bust a top for the 8-5-0 (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
me say go! me say stop! pop! rahh! rahh! rahh!
pop a top for the 8-5-0