The Grudge [Explicit]
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When I was nine years old I realized it was a goal
To make it back home without my stuff getting stole
My moms gave me money for licorice and fish
A five dollar bill, I was ridiculously rich
Now you was on the corner by the store with your goons
I was into comic books and watching cartoons
And just 'cause you was older, you grabbed me by the shoulder
Dug inside my pockets, and that's when it was over
I felt so sad, afraid, and alone
I cried as I walked all the way back home
I see you every summer now at Brownsville Day
You see me staring at you and you always look away
'Cause now that we adults, you probably don't recall
Half the kids you fucked with way back when you was small
I wanna whip that ass and explain it to the judge
It's thirty years later, dog, and still I got a grudge
I don't mean to hold a grudge
But I'm not gon' budge
I don't mean to hold a grudge
I ain't forget the way it was
Yeah, back in high school I once fell in love with a dime
Dissed my boys 'cause with her I spent most of my time
I dropped everything when she called
Like Reggie Miller, I ain't wanna be a player no more
But you stomped my heart right on the floor
Threw my things out the door
Then you called ("Ven aquรญ, mi amor")
Love game, shoulda known from the start
Thought I was in ER 'cause you played with my heart
But I'm a man just playing my part
I'm losing my game, wish I could unplug and restart
Every time that I'd leave, you would fall to your knees
Said you was with your girls but you really with Steve
I peeped your bullshit and just took it with ease
You saved your own dough and loved spending my cheese
I got a grudge with you, and I'm out for revenge
And it's not gonna end 'til I'm humping your friends
Take that!
I don't mean to hold a grudge
But I'm not gon' budge
I don't mean to hold a grudge
I ain't forget the way it was
Uh huh, grudge niggas
Yo, back when I was like twelve or
Thirteen I was the flyest on the street
Had the Schwinn 5-speed with the stick shift and the huffy seat
We was young, not into guns yet
But you and your boys jumped me, stole
My bike, and rode off in the sunset
You a mistake and you should be erased
Yeah I remember you, dog, so let me cut to the chase
When I find you, you'll get put in your place
And I ain't talking 'bout yelling, I was
Thinking more like a foot to the face
Uncle Max, you remember you in dire need
You sold my Michael Jordan rookie card to buy some weed
When my moms went divorcing and she left me a check
To buy sneakers but you took it to bet on the Nets
Hated you, I wish that she made you move
I got blamed for the porno on pay-per-view
No sorry, it's too late to apologize
I was traumatized as a kid at eight, I got a grudge
I don't mean to hold a grudge
But I'm not gon' budge
I don't mean to hold a grudge
I ain't forget the way it was