Pennies…Exit Stage Left!? Songtext
von GRIP

Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained?
Sweat, tears, bloodstains, are you not entertained?
Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained?
Look at what I have became, are you not entertained?

Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained?
Sweat, tears, bloodstains, are you not entertained?
Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained?
Look at what I have became, are you not entertained?

Uh, pardon, sleep gettin′ harder to come by
All I got is my b-, my word and a thumb drive
Long ways from the blocks and duckin' the one time, that one time
My brother got shot, grazed in the back of his ′ssh, luck happens sometimes
The sunrise is met with a dark cloud of suspicion
My family wasn't masons, but break down b- with precision
Decisions often heightens the probability of prison
Overshadowed by this grim reality of how we livin'


For your entertainment, pictures get painted depictin′ the run around
The streets that made you age you desensitize the struggle now
But f- it, you′ll come around, adapt or die, 'cause truth is
You either askin′, "Why not?", or askin' why the grind is sold separately
But that hustle come as advertised, we masterminds
Got it down to a science, I mastered minds, as for mine
Umm, yeah, them masters mine, half the time
Your greatest attempt couldn′t match the s- I use just to pass the time

Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained?
Sweat, tears, bloodstains, are you not entertained?
Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained?
Look at what I have became, are you not entertained?

Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained?
Sweat, tears, bloodstains, are you not entertained?
Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained?
Look at what I have became, are you not entertained?

Swerve through Pittsburgh, alert of disturbances
Turnin' s-, I heard some s- lurkin′
She gon' call a lift to slurp and lick s-
I serve the d-, pleasured the cervix, then s-
My mind movin' a million miles minutely
We ain′t on the same page, minimize, then delete
We ain′t in same place, talent wise, mentally
Status wise, industry, in the scene or in the streets


These n- put they self esteem in a selfie
These n- think a pair of jeans gon' impress me
I was sharin′ wings with n- with felonies
And never was sellin' keys, but made them n- respect me
Super, three shooters gon′ shoot a three, shoo a flea, you will be
Bull manure if you don't maneuver maturely
Surely, n- like you and me shouldn′t be dueling
But, due to cruelty, we think it's cool to see who'll bleed

Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained?
Sweat, tears, bloodstains, are you not entertained?
Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained?
Look at what I have became, are you not entertained?

Trade pennies for my pain, are you not entertained?
Sweat, tears, bloodstains, are you not entertained?
Paranoia on the brain, are you not entertained?
Look at what I have became, are you not entertained?

Late at night when you stare at walls, where do thoughts tend to carry y′all?
Very flawed, I would share it all, but I′m scarce on the wherewithal
On the verge of a mental lapse, even then, perhaps
My cerebral will still run circles around n- mental laps
Rap like l invented raps and made plenty racks
But that was never the goal, these tracks help to better the soul
Alchemy, how can he use letters to turn lead into gold?
Stories that's never been told from the time I was seven years old

God sent heavenly flow, medley of melanin melodies
Metaphors manifest memories, summon soliloquy
Similes, sentences, spillin′ my sentiment over these instruments, uh
It's intimate, never intermittent or inconsistent
With writtens, I′m gifted, my raps should come wrapped in a ribbon
Back to the basket, I'm Pippen, I done practiced the pivot
Mastered it spit it, made the picture vivid
Grip took you back to the crib with it when other n- didn′t

Trade pennies for my pain