[Chorus: Jamie Madrox]
I'm on the grind, flying high, and I'm winnin'
If I do, none of y'all will ever win again
I'm on the grind, flying high, and I'm winnin'
If I do, none of y'all will ever win again

[Verse 1: Jamie Madrox]
Sometimes simple shit can trip and fuck my natural essence up
Confidence a bitch, I hit reverse, and now you're backin' up
All the way, the mind explodes
I'm sure there's nothing wrong with it
Also you come to, you sense some power shift
Forward is the future, gripped through currency
New fans and those who heard of me
Leave 'em all like rabbit ears with hands and ears like burglaries
Say it all with certainty, we was taught by a thief
Who would count the merch money while the crew was asleep
Talkin' 'bout them dudes funny, we'll holler and heap
And got a couple more homies that we know from the streets
That put on and push the chronic like we do to a beat
And be a lot more clean the next time that we meet
Like a plug, a power line and not a power trip
It's love, pal of mine to roll I'm rollin' with
These thugs illegitimate equivalent
Guilty until we innocent, stuck in this fucked predicament
[Chorus: Jamie Madrox]
I'm on the grind, flying high, and I'm winnin'
If I do, none of y'all will ever win again
I'm on the grind, flying high, and I'm winnin'
If I do, none of y'all will ever win again

[Verse 2: Monoxide]
How many times you gonna let 'em take a piss in your face
Before you finally realize that this shit's a mistake
They ain't worried about your cryin', they just wanted to hate
And you keep falling for the lie while they stand at the bait
I'm sick of watching people try to make us out to be fake
When we're the only motherfuckers who've been givin' it straight
Now we we controllin' all the doors, all the windows and gates
Lookin' to settle all the scores, we're not here to debate
I fucked around, burned it down
With a bunch of loud and a different sound
I don't want the crown, but I'll take the bag
'Cause all your kings are in denial
Faces sad when I'm in town, 'cause they mad I won't bow down
Wanna blast 'em all like pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!
I got gooned up with the east side
Now the haters wanna throw up the peace sign
I'ma keep it rollin' on a steep grind
Pockets stollen like a pink eye
Treat the game like a deep sigh, blow it out like a knee
High as fuck around me, try someone else with that weak
[Chorus: Jamie Madrox]
I'm on the grind, flying high, and I'm winnin'
If I do, none of y'all will ever win again
I'm on the grind, flying high, and I'm winnin'
If I do, none of y'all will ever win again

[Verse 3: Blaze]
I'm on the grind like [?], ain't blind to what you're doin'
Your petty [?] and 'cusing steady tryin' to stop the movement
They designed to be divided, no money off for you night
It pays to keep 'em frightened, can't deal with the [?]
Replacing homies like they colors of interior
Treat 'em all like ass like they mentally inferior
Shit fallin' out of your mouth, verbal [?]
Never one set you looked off [?]
Keep reflectin' our reflections of your wealth
Only true they know where to spend it
When you're lyin' on a shelf
In a mausoleum, trust it, homie, I see 'em
Them livin' fast, and it crash, and you're bound to be 'em
You stay usin' while my team steady cruisin' to the top
You ain't foolin' nobody, so just stop
With that bullshit lyin', that blood clot cryin'
Mad 'cause you'd rather see the underground dyin'

[Chorus: Jamie Madrox]
I'm on the grind, flying high, and I'm winnin'
If I do, none of y'all will ever win again
I'm on the grind, flying high, and I'm winnin'
If I do, none of y'all will ever win again