Grenade - Who I choose to be lyrics

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Grenade - Who I choose to be lyrics

We all are, underdogs Cause at one point in time We've had to claw, scratch our ways to the top Grenade the lyrical renegade, Mr so fly let's get it So we could remake history The hustle mind glued to me I know what they want but this is who I choose to be(grenade the lyrical renegade) This is who I choose to be (going in) Huh! Yea huh My pen on the paper and I'm crafting a masterpiece(that right) Note to my haters my success will make your laughter seize (uhuh) Grenade is here (that right), it's been a longtime coming(Le go) Now my back's to all these haters who have always been frontin'(sure) With an ittybitty line,Yea I hit em with the rhyme When I hit em, when I really wanna k** em with the rhyme I'm rhythm redefined, and I'm k**ing with the rhymes With the lyrics he designs, yea it's k**ing everytime Steady on my grind, paper on my mind, yea one of a kind, he's just hard to find needle in a haystack When recording I'm all in Yea I put my heart out on the line Every 24/7 Grinding at the studio, doing what I gotta do I gotta blow o My hustle was my only friend All I need's a mic the beat my crew and a pen So we could remake history The hustle mind's glued to me I know what they want but this is who I choose to be This is who I choose to be Hey So we could remake history The hustle mind glued to me I know what they want but this is who I choose to be This is who I choose to be Hey Hey Yea Many were called and ah A few were chosen But when we were called? Uhuh You dudes were dozing See, I had no backup ain't talking choir member So I took my time with these bars, crime offender No car but I got that kinda drive that gets competition tired(tire screeching) Cut loose gone inhibition Sired this infants and rap game's gone a step farther (step father) Die hard? Please instantly I step and slay this hecks (Hex) faster(uhuh) Than Quinton Turnbull(that right) Went in forms cool(uhuh) Tones cold in the booth(for sure) Known molding the truth (you know it) Tones bold in dispute Grown molding recruit (haha) Grown rode in his suit (and uuhhh) They call me a young stunner (that right) Stone cold in his youth Every 24/7 Grinding at the studio, doing what I gotta do I gotta blow o The hustle was my only friend All I need's a mic the beat my crew and a pen So we could remake history The hustle mind's glued to me I know what they want but this is who I choose to be This is who I choose to bee Hey So we could remake history The hustle mind glued to me I know what they want but this is who I choose to beee Who I choose to beee Oh yea Struggled day and night Still no help in sight (uhuh) Frustration getting the upper hand, really wasn't tight Then the darkness started to fade, everything getting bright People started to listen and were like he's getting tight The scorn faded out and their laughter turned to applause Critics get up close to santa when I make em feel my claws (claus) They stay clear cause I'm furiously dangerous, ludacris Now I hear them praying never to cross me, crucifix Every 24/7 Grinding at the studio, doing what I gotta do I gotta blow o The hustle was my only friend All I need's a mic a beat my crew and a pen So we could remake history The hustle mind glued to me I know what they want but this is who I choose to be This is who I choose to be Hey So we could remake history The hustle mind glued to me I know what they want but this is who I choose to be This is who I choose to be Hey (End)

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