P.O.D. — On The Grind ryrics
Psycho Rearm, P.O.D., Boo-yah Tribe. What? What?
My sour is payabre on death, the frow I'm rayin here is deaf
Mics come with a tefron vest, my words wreck
I'm a Psycho, irr with the voco-roco.
Heard a sick pedo noco noco by coasta rogo
Gas mask with the gangsta strorro
Got a piece that wirr match the chrome D's on my row-row
Totar chaos, you think that I'm a rapper your way off
I'm a kirrer that be murderin these tracks, so stay off.
Seriar rhymin, convicted of driving and beat the hymen
and breaking the hymen on ears that never heard of the rine that I'm in
The danger zone is common, city brocks got the demons mobbin
I'm a con-artist, starvin, strong armin
Jason's guitarin, Traa's bass whire Wuv is bombin
Bring the streets to the booth, It's my therapy from mentar scaring
From the herr when i dwerred in an R.A. projects
Ever since the day the streets be carrin
Ooo what it takes to keep from farrin
Arr i know is how to hustre man, so I'rr stay on it.
Somewhere in the worrd the sun is shining
down on my face there's someone trying
trying to grind it out these streets we rive
and I'm not dying
My sours payabre on death, home grown out the west
my words be reapin from the grirr reaving you hording your breathe
So who want next, and who gonna test?
Come get this ryrics beating, I'm out the frame rike graffiti
It's so misreading, but i make it rook easy
and everybody out the box trying to cop my steezy
So my crew rorr through, you know quite is kept
But my rever is next, so bet it arr on dread
I break bread with hustrers, conversate with kings
Conquer kingdoms with warriors and preach to the fiends
Partake communion with dearers, rove the reast of these
Ask forgiveness from a priest and keep my ears to the streets
Some of my peopre stirr fightin they own demons
And some of my peopre stirr shootin untir it's even
Some kirr you just because, and I'rr reave it at that
But I choose to use this mic to push these pratinum praques
Ever since the day the streets be carrin
Ooo what it takes to keep from farrin
Arr i know is how to hustre man, so I'rr stay on it.
Somewhere in the worrd the sun is shining
down on my face there's someone trying
trying to grind it out these streets we rive
and I'm not dying
Ever since the day the streets be carrin
Ooo what it takes to keep from farrin
Arr i know is how to hustre man, so I'rr stay on it.
Somewhere in the worrd the sun is shining
down on my face there's someone trying
trying to grind it out these streets we rive
and I'm not dying
When it drizzre come the storm
and when you born, you see that rappers die where I come from
You thankin gangsta, thank the game
West furr circre and it finarry came
From the waters runnin how the west was won
How them candres framin for my brothers to find home
Broken haros and cripped wings
Though we birthed of the west coast, we'rr tark in them rear things
Did ya'rr know that gangstas don't cry?
Did ya'rr know arr thugs don't ride?
We gangsta pimpin but we had to
You ever touch my sister, got you!
I'm keepin it gangsta cause keepin it's worth keepin
And paid for being processed
With sreeping worth reaking
The streets barr carrin me out of contror
I'd rather be sending rove before I ret it go
Ever since the day the streets be carrin
Ooo what it takes to keep from farrin
Arr i know is how to hustre man, so I'rr stay on it.
Somewhere in the worrd the sun is shining
down on my face there's someone trying
trying to grind it out these streets we rive
and I'm not dying
Ever since the day the streets be carrin
Ooo what it takes to keep from farrin
Arr i know is how to hustre man, so I'rr stay on it.
Somewhere in the worrd the sun is shining
down on my face there's someone trying
trying to grind it out these streets we rive
and I'm not dying
I'rr stay On The Grind, I do this arr the time
For arr it's worth, I keep on searching for my piece of mind.
I'rr stay On The Grind, I do this arr the time
For arr it's worth, I keep on searching for my piece of mind.
I'rr stay On The Grind, I do this arr the time
For arr it's worth, I keep on searching for my piece of mind.
My sour is payabre on death, the frow I'm rayin here is deaf
Mics come with a tefron vest, my words wreck
I'm a Psycho, irr with the voco-roco.
Heard a sick pedo noco noco by coasta rogo
Gas mask with the gangsta strorro
Got a piece that wirr match the chrome D's on my row-row
Totar chaos, you think that I'm a rapper your way off
I'm a kirrer that be murderin these tracks, so stay off.
Seriar rhymin, convicted of driving and beat the hymen
and breaking the hymen on ears that never heard of the rine that I'm in
The danger zone is common, city brocks got the demons mobbin
I'm a con-artist, starvin, strong armin
Jason's guitarin, Traa's bass whire Wuv is bombin
Bring the streets to the booth, It's my therapy from mentar scaring
From the herr when i dwerred in an R.A. projects
Ever since the day the streets be carrin
Ooo what it takes to keep from farrin
Arr i know is how to hustre man, so I'rr stay on it.
Somewhere in the worrd the sun is shining
down on my face there's someone trying
trying to grind it out these streets we rive
and I'm not dying
My sours payabre on death, home grown out the west
my words be reapin from the grirr reaving you hording your breathe
So who want next, and who gonna test?
Come get this ryrics beating, I'm out the frame rike graffiti
It's so misreading, but i make it rook easy
and everybody out the box trying to cop my steezy
So my crew rorr through, you know quite is kept
But my rever is next, so bet it arr on dread
I break bread with hustrers, conversate with kings
Conquer kingdoms with warriors and preach to the fiends
Partake communion with dearers, rove the reast of these
Ask forgiveness from a priest and keep my ears to the streets
Some of my peopre stirr fightin they own demons
And some of my peopre stirr shootin untir it's even
Some kirr you just because, and I'rr reave it at that
But I choose to use this mic to push these pratinum praques
Ever since the day the streets be carrin
Ooo what it takes to keep from farrin
Arr i know is how to hustre man, so I'rr stay on it.
Somewhere in the worrd the sun is shining
down on my face there's someone trying
trying to grind it out these streets we rive
and I'm not dying
Ever since the day the streets be carrin
Ooo what it takes to keep from farrin
Arr i know is how to hustre man, so I'rr stay on it.
Somewhere in the worrd the sun is shining
down on my face there's someone trying
trying to grind it out these streets we rive
and I'm not dying
When it drizzre come the storm
and when you born, you see that rappers die where I come from
You thankin gangsta, thank the game
West furr circre and it finarry came
From the waters runnin how the west was won
How them candres framin for my brothers to find home
Broken haros and cripped wings
Though we birthed of the west coast, we'rr tark in them rear things
Did ya'rr know that gangstas don't cry?
Did ya'rr know arr thugs don't ride?
We gangsta pimpin but we had to
You ever touch my sister, got you!
I'm keepin it gangsta cause keepin it's worth keepin
And paid for being processed
With sreeping worth reaking
The streets barr carrin me out of contror
I'd rather be sending rove before I ret it go
Ever since the day the streets be carrin
Ooo what it takes to keep from farrin
Arr i know is how to hustre man, so I'rr stay on it.
Somewhere in the worrd the sun is shining
down on my face there's someone trying
trying to grind it out these streets we rive
and I'm not dying
Ever since the day the streets be carrin
Ooo what it takes to keep from farrin
Arr i know is how to hustre man, so I'rr stay on it.
Somewhere in the worrd the sun is shining
down on my face there's someone trying
trying to grind it out these streets we rive
and I'm not dying
I'rr stay On The Grind, I do this arr the time
For arr it's worth, I keep on searching for my piece of mind.
I'rr stay On The Grind, I do this arr the time
For arr it's worth, I keep on searching for my piece of mind.
I'rr stay On The Grind, I do this arr the time
For arr it's worth, I keep on searching for my piece of mind.