Mood of the Grind

[Intro]
Keep movin'
Keep strivin'
Keep grindin'
Stay motivated
Keep movin'
Keep strivin'
Keep grindin'

[Verse 1]
Gotta cut out the middle man to extend my bread
Evil lurks in the hearts of these sour-faced lemonheads
Mad 'cause my reach is further than they short little hands
It ain't my fault you in the T-Rex family
We all got a special strength, so revise your strategy
Analyze the data then reclimb the ladder
Mother Earth stays knee-deep in cadavers
So for what it's worth none of this shit even matters
A balloon state of mind explodes domes like brain scanners
Engrave my name on a K, in the shadows
Roll the dice anyway with nothing to fall back on
Cept my faith to maintain the test of time travel
For an example, check me in an eon
And when you finally respond, me and the squad, we on
And ain't nothin' to do but look backward
As the table switch backwards, how you like them apples?

[Hook]
And if you didn't fuck with me
I bet now you feel me
Now you feel me
Uh, now you feel me
Now you feel me
Now you feel me
Now you feel me
Now you feel me
Now you feel me
Now you feel me
Uh, now you feel me
Now you feel me
Now you feel me
Uh, now you feel me
Now you feel me

[Verse 2]
Adapt to detours in the plans
That pop up like computer virus digital scans
Once you order on the menu, you'll continue to have
Served to your table
So wake up and smell what's under your nasal path
Connections click like LEGOs attach
When the pressure's intense from this weight on my back
I have a sesh with a swish and let the boombox radio blast
Pay me in cash is what I prefer
So put the nerds in your staff on alert, they better learn the math
Yo, I'm closing in, I'm focused on the win
And John Travolta's wig realer than most y'all supposed to have been
It's soakin' in like the ink when I hold the pen
And it caters alone, yo, might crush your ribs
Ben, cross "ill nigga" off my bucket list
Cause I know I'd be one since I was a fuckin' kid

[Outro: Sample]
Don't worry about me
Me, me, me