Mood of the Grind - The Koreatown Oddity

Keep movin'

Keep strivin'

Keep grindin'

Stay motivated

Keep movin'

Keep strivin'

Keep grindin'

Gotta cut out the middle man to extend my bread

Evil lurks in the hearts of these sour-faced lemonheads

Mad 'cause my reach is further than they short little hands

It ain’t my fault you in the T-Rex family

We all got a special strength, so revise your strategy

Analyze the data then reclimb the ladder

Mother Earth stays knee-deep in cadavers

So for what it’s worth none of this shit even matters

A balloon state of mind explodes domes like brain scanners

Engrave my name on a K, in the shadows

Roll the dice anyway with nothing to fall back on

Cept my faith to maintain the test of time travel

For an example, check me in an eon

And when you finally respond, me and the squad, we on

And ain’t nothin' to do but look backward

As the table switch backwards, how you like them apples?

And if you didn’t fuck with me

I bet now you feel me

Now you feel me

Uh, now you feel me

Now you feel me

Now you feel me

Now you feel me

Now you feel me

Now you feel me

Now you feel me

Uh, now you feel me

Now you feel me

Now you feel me

Uh, now you feel me

Now you feel me

Adapt to detours in the plans

That pop up like computer virus digital scans

Once you order on the menu, you’ll continue to have

Served to your table

So wake up and smell what’s under your nasal path

Connections click like LEGOs attach

When the pressure’s intense from this weight on my back

I have a sesh with a swish and let the boombox radio blast

Pay me in cash is what I prefer

So put the nerds in your staff on alert, they better learn the math

Yo, I’m closing in, I’m focused on the win

And John Travolta’s wig realer than most y’all supposed to have been

It’s soakin' in like the ink when I hold the pen

And it caters alone, yo, might crush your ribs

Ben, cross «ill nigga» off my bucket list

Cause I know I’d be one since I was a fuckin' kid

Don’t worry about me

Me, me, me