El Don Marco Santiago
You heard?
Oh yeah
Check it
Gift from the Gods though I’ve danced with the devil
Came from grounds unleveled
From underground with no shovel
Dug my way to the top
From the block to hot
So now cops, stop a n___a cruising in his drop
Searching through my socks hoping to find rock
Hop off my c__k, sir
A n___a worked hard to get what I got, sir
You prefer that I be in the box, sir
Than a new navy blue Porsche Boxter
Eat your heart out, prepare for desert
Young Bronx Don put the fork where it hurt
Emerge from blocks that they called the worst
Now get paid off this gift and a curse
Signed and sealed it’s far from rehearsed
I’m repping hard until I’m put up in a hearse
But while I’m alive baby girl pull up that skirt
And act like you know what this greatness is worth
Cause I settle for nothing, other than great
Time is money I’m never a minute late
Just imagine it and mix it with some faith
Now get yours, put it on a plate
Cause it’s grind time, yeah
Go get it, it’s grind time
Settle for nothing, other than great
Time is money I’m never a minute late
Just imagine it and mix it with some faith
Now get yours, put it on a plate
I went to sleep at something in the am
Just woke up at something in the am
Looking for that next new thing to pay him
Day complete, 60 new haters wanna spray 'em
I do my thing so wickedly
The green got me hard to read, she say I’m a mystery
The freshest G getting green call me Listerine
Aimed for a billion but the sky is the limit B
Even beyond that
Rebel with a cause
N___a took it beyond rap
Just a kid in the system
Grew to be quiet since no one ever listened
Everything was against 'em I could list 'em
Just kept throwing hooks like Sonny Liston
If I ever get the shot I’m going to hit them
Because when it’s grind time, it’s my time