it s a pity from the chair i can t dance like i m diddy was that a compliment or disrespect of diddy they say that he s an mc but come on now really is he nah if i could get up i would harlem shake until i m dizzy walk into a club get on dance floor get busy and yes i am a pro at this just like my boy named twizzy and i don t need no alize hennessy or tanqueray no patron just a microphone or some day by day always do things my way always mean the things i say always make my foes feel my wrath get the last laugh i m from the upper west side manhattan yes the best side while growing up in rap coming up talent shows mad flows yeah i m showing up home grown name known grimm is blowing up i ma make it to the top of rap i m in it to win it and yes i m in manhattan and i ll be there in a minute  is a microphone is my dj is a beat is the beat pro is a microphone is my dj is a beat is the beat pro i inhale ether blow it out like it s reefer it don t affect me because i m the grim reaper dreams as a child make my voice come out speakers i collected microphones like different pairs of sneakers a true b boy ran around the battled gun slinger high noon jumped off saddle the middle of the town beef we gotta settle acapellas screaming loud like it s heavy metal flow for flow break em down get up in his mental try to kill him with my words it s not accidental i m not being gentle trying to dismantle you thought it was a knife the way i drew blood with a pencil i am unbeatable challenge disagreeable s flow with gamma rays so no i m not see able transform roll out a bullet changed my vehicle optimus illusions overcome obstacles i never get heated i m as cool as a popsicle pop too much shit grim reaper bust his popsicle broad daylight shine in eyes cause it s nickel it touch ya funny bone but it won t tickle 