What! Wo, t'in ba hammer bai bai omo Maa lo s'aye n'Dubai bai omo Smoke weed, get high, high omo Gb'olosho to gbayii, gbayii omo But, moti hammer bai omo And I, still grind grind omo Awon boys gaan ti run down omo Won ti ro pe owo yen ko le tan mo Huh! Grind grind omo "grind grind omo" Hustle Grind grind omo "grind grind omo" Hustle Grind grind omo "grind grind omo" Maa lo roo pe owo yen ko le tan mo ooh Grind grind omo, hustle Grind grind omo, hustle Grind grind omo Maa lo roo pe owo yen ko le tan mo Eeh! "kini" Mo laala pe, Rihaana comment lori post mi Ninu ala yen mo feel nkan t'on rin lori tors' (torso) mi Mo ro bo ya ele ni, nigba ti maji, cockroach ni O ka mi lara, mo fi slippers pa Oloshi I fit trek go anywhere, poverty lon je be Garri l'aro, garri l'osan, ko s'eni to fe be This little light of mine, won ni kin maa fe be Oshi hug mi, mi o ni choice, won ni kin fe be Ki lon shele gangan, ki lo ti'e happen Everyday chilling ninu hood with disciples Talk about drugs, money, bitches and riffles If we nor dem, Enimoney then we rivals Oju pon ere bi t'omo to ni jaundice Woo ju ooh, mi o n'se Daniel, you no go wan kiss Niggas wanna diss but they were never about a diss Now the boy done made it Enemies e rest in peace Wo, t'in ba hammer bai bai omo Maa lo s'aye n'Dubai bai omo Smoke weed, get high, high omo Gb'olosho to gbayii, gbayii omo But, moti hammer bai omo And I, still grind grind omo Awon boys gaan ti run down omo Won ti ro pe owo yen ko le tan mo Huh! Grind grind omo "grind grind omo" Hustle Grind grind omo "grind grind omo" Hustle Grind grind omo "grind grind omo" Maa lo roo pe owo yen ko le tan mo ooh Grind grind omo, hustle Grind grind omo, hustle Grind grind omo Maa lo roo pe owo yen ko le tan mo Huh! get it Yuh!! It is what it is out here mehn Shit is cold But we love it out here Aint nobody earn you, you nothing mehn See you gat to earn that shit Take it Stay loyal to your crew Don't trust no bitches mehn... nah! You are on to next nigga, when you down Put your mind to your Grind Don't let dem take your crown Do what works for you Snakes everywhere So keep your grass cut so you can see 'em coming Smoke the asss mehn Smoke the asss mehn Smoke the asss mehn.

Day and night Working 9 to 5 Everyday I break my bones Just to stay alive Bloodstone No, I don't wanna live a poor life I wanna live that motherfucking tour life But I gotta work hard like I'm in a coal mine To be known everyday and for all time Patriarch in this rap shit Inspiring, you can't match it 'Cause I do it all with a passion Of Christ Shit, well imagine I can't do no shows Till I work on my flows And I work on my clothes And I work on my growth And it shows when I blow up Put beats in a coma Rap School and I got the diploma I'll be the chief but don't call me Sosa A degenerate like melanoma And I'm coming for the game yeah I'll show ya Yeah I'll show ya Bloodstone Eat, sleep, work, repeat Eat, sleep, work, repeat Eat, sleep, work, repeat Ain't nobody got time for me I'm Jeffrey Dahmer (Uh, Uh) I slay it You think I'm calmer? I'm on my rage shit Day and night Working 9 to 5 Every day I break my bones Just to stay alive Bloodstone Day and night Working 9 to 5 Every day I break my bones Just to stay alive Bloodstone Kick back with the force of a horse Break laws on the way to the top of the course 'Cause I don't give a fuck This raps a race It's my pleasure like I masturbate I'm packing it Jacking it Taking the track and attacking it Too busy grinding Too busy rhyming The sky is the limit and baby I'm limitless I won't be dimming bitch We keep on flowing yeah (Say it how it is) We keep on growing yeah (My blood, sweat and tears) We got the bars We shining large We rhyming bards We grindin hard We in the game One and the same Don't do it for fame Now say the phrase Eat, sleep, work, repeat Eat, sleep, work, repeat In a second I'll be gunning like an automatic trigger weapon Never missing, reminiscent of another rapper dissing Rose up from the car that I wreck like Arthur Fleck Or Zack collecting that Martha cheque That's a little bit of DC But see, see I'm no longer washing a ton I'm a free me Day and night Working 9 to 5 Everyday I break my bones Just to stay alive Bloodstone Day and night Working 9 to 5 Everyday I break my bones Just to stay alive Bloodstone Bloodstone

Yeah, 25 years in the making This one goes out to my main fuckin' man Friendship requires that rare mean betwixt likeness and unlikeness That piques each with the presence of power and of consent in the other party A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature Stop beating me at games Luka Stop winning in Catan Because every time we play Luka 20 minutes and we're done Stop beating me at games Luka Stop winning in Catan Because every time we play Luka Man I want a f***ing gun This is my life And I'mma spread it so so many know From the Heights of Chelsea to the neighbourhood of Bendigo I'm trash at Catan, but a winner when I take on any flow Getting head and some tail like a penny throw I play games in relationships And I'm living my life like a mean cock But when we playing in Catan Luka I take stock, that game is my green rock That's right my Kryptonite It's Mjolnir, cause I lowkey can't lift it right One win, big grin, yeah I gripped it tight Largest army, longest road, that's a swift delight You thinking what I'm thinking like B1 and B2? Yeah man I'm talking bout when I beat you But that was just a one time fluke Imma chase this feeling, goddammit Luke Stop beating me at games Luka Stop winning in Catan Because every time we play Luka You winning the game while I'm on none Stop beating me at games Luka Stop winning in Catan Because every time we play Luka You got more sheep than running a damn farm Actually the term is wool Imma get my rant on like Andrew Panton Wood, sheep, wheat, brick, ore, can a bitch grant one? I need some more to finish up my extension I'd trade with Sah, but we don't want that son I have no thing for dethroning the King A regular win is my goal I wouldn't be seen toppling down the Queen You're third place when you're playing Luka/Nicole Back in the day when we were in Playmates Didn't think we'd be playing present day in the same way Cards out, playing Bang! In the fashion of a grenade "Man I'm your deputy" is the regular shit you say I'm looking at the tally, I'm the losing score And I'm begging everybody for just some more ore And if Abby says "ore what?" one more fucking time I swear on my life, I'll commit a crime so Stop beating me at games Luka Stop winning in Catan Because every time we play Luka You end up repping number one Stop beating me at games Luka Stop winning in Catan Because every time we play Luka You put the F U in the fun But I'm glad to roll the dice with my surrogate big brother Teaching bout life when my father passed to another I'm glad I have these mates that I can trust on a dime And Luka my man, you've been there the whole time So I thought I'd gift you this message up on a track And for all of those for getting me, always having my back My fam and friends, you fuckers know who you are And I want ya'll to know, each and every's a bright star So this is out to my main people Matt, Hardy, Abby, Nicole, Steve, Hempshall Always get me out the pain people My mates in the game Currie And my mates all the same Merrill My mates who were there even when I was a lame Croft Theo and Travis, Malvina and Luke Alisha, Ellum, Aaron, and Yunus, the crew Those here for the LAM with no damn hesitation From the ex to the gronk, the Croatian sensation Stop beating me at games Luka Stop winning in Catan Or keep beating me at games Luka Keep winning in Catan

Murphy, Murphy, darling dear I long for you now, night and day Your pain was my pleasure, your sorrow my joy I fear now I've lost you to health and good cheer Darcy, when I met you I was five years too young A boy beyond his age or so I'd tell someone Anyone who'd listen and a few who couldn't care Still I welcomed you with open arms, my love I did share Darcy, Darcy, darlin dear You left me dying, crying there In whiskey, gin and pints of beer I fell for you, my darling dear You shut me off then you showed me the door But you always came crawlin back beggin me for more I showed you kindness a stool and a tab Then you poured me my pain in a dirty glass Yeah, you left him bloody, battered, penniless and poor You know I often stopped to wonder how he made through my door With my brothers new non-duplicate registry ID Well, you bit off more than you could chew the first day you met me Darcy, Darcy, darlin dear You left me dying, crying there In whiskey, gin and pints of beer I fell for you, my darling dear You weren't the first to court me, mister, you won't be the last Oh, I'm sure I wasn't, honey, I know all about your past Listen to the big shot with his pager on call You spent most of those nights in my bathroom stall Yeah, you got him high but you left him low Mind your own business, boy, how was I to know That he was just a fiend and a no good cheat Well, thats all in the past, bitch, 'cause now I got it beat Darcy, Darcy, darling dear You left me dying, crying there In whiskey, gin and pints of beer I fell for you, my darling dear Darcy, Darcy, darling dear You left me dying, crying there In whiskey, gin and pints of beer I fell for you, my darling dear

Well, I just got back from a break in the fight I was weighing in heavy but still feeling alright All I hear in the distance, mines and shells Here come the sirens wailing, another attack to be repelled Do you think we're gonna make it? I don't know unless we try You could sit here scared to move or we could take them by surprise Well, it's submission that they want It's surrender that they need And when we're doing it their way, their aims will be achieved They're gonna come when you're not ready When you're not too well-prepared They're gonna prey upon your weakness No man's soul is ever spared You've got to stand up, yeah, and fight them Show them what it's all about This man is not for sale, there will be no backing down Stand up and fight! And I'll stand up with you We shall succeed Stand up and fight! And I'll stand up with you They won't get me, they won't get me Though they never cease to try They won't get me, they won't get me I would rather fight and die They won't get me, they won't get me Well my friend, will they get you? When they get you, when they get you Tell me what are you gonna do? Do you think we're gonna make it? I don't know unless we try You could sit here scared to move or we could take them by surprise It's submission that they want It's surrender that they need When we're doing it their way, their aims will be achieved They're gonna come when you're not ready When you're not too well-prepared They're gonna prey upon your weakness No man's soul is ever spared You've got to stand up, yeah, and fight them Show them what it's all about This man is not for sale, there will be no backing down Stand up and fight! And I'll stand up with you We shall succeed Stand up and fight! And I'll stand up with you Stand up and fight! And I'll stand up with you We shall succeed Stand up and fight! And I'll stand up with you