Crumb Snatchers

[Gonzo talking over various Grimm samples]
Yo, check this out
All you fake [bad word]  party [bad word] niggaz out there
That keep biting my man's [bad word] We gonna keep it real for the 94
Monsta Island aight
All you [bad word] [bad word] niggaz, get the [bad word] out of Monsta Island aight
Yo Grimm, set that [bad word] off like this

[Grimm, Verse 1]
I can either help or kill like radiation
Imitate Kuwait, in the [bad word] train station
Mutilate like Charles Manson
I'm cuttin [bad word] and I'm givin 'em stitches like Marla Hanson
Come and test me from Brooklyn to Bahamas
Battle the best and digest like Jeffrey Dahmer
Mad [bad word] murder military methods
Priest of death, pass my blessings with the Smith & Wesson
Punk [bad word] rappers, I'm stickin up
Straight wicked(?) rush, terror stricken cause you're butt(?)
I hang with CM, Kurious George, and ??
In the streets I have a rep for pullin spirits out of bodies
I show no fear, I'm not giving in
So change your address, cause you're living in oblivion
Emperor of evil, impress my competition
'Till my last breath, the best destroy recognition
Death's the definition, rappers' fame is reduced
They're scared I'm loose, and now they wanna call a truce
They hate it, I made it, they waited
And hesitated, but now their brains invaded
Anger been in this(?), you're hearing this
You're fearing this, [bad word] I'm tearin' this(?)
You get dissed, so you're [bad word] Cause [bad word] I kick, always get last licks
The money devil of ??, all I roll is 666
Musical mace, eyes puffy like a ??
Disgrace crews of two, and make 'em break up like dirt base(?)
I cause disasters, I am the master
Turning little [bad word] into [bad word] Casper
So put your name on a tombstone
Cause when you try to kill me, I refuse to die alone

[Chorus]
lot of niggaz wanna be me, but they can't be ( but why?)
Because there's only one ??
Frontin like they all that, but they just bums
What they tryna snatch kid? (Crumbs)
Frontin like they all that, but they just bums
What they tryna snatch kid? (Crumbs)

[Verse 2]
Violence, plus intellectual analysis equal military thoughts
Fights with other thoughts is my favorite sport(?)
Quantities of entities enter me evilly
He who's dumb enough to battle me, not drastically, and has to be
In the world of fabrication, demonstrations of confrontations commence annihilation
Let's pretend we're both guns, and make this [bad word] erratic
I'll be the revolver, you can play the automatic
Automatic flip scripts, revolver show loyalty
Each gun is die able, but only one's reliable
You shoot fast, but in the end you jam
Then I click back, and turn your brains into spam
Grimm is the man and I demand my recognition
Even if I have to blow your [bad word] to spiritual submission
I heard somewhere niggaz is scared of revolution
Revolute against the Reaper, and get pulled from evolution
I was shot a few times, and I died, and ??
Now I got beyond life, and attack the supernatural
Seven shots fired, seven shots went in me
Grimm was Jesus Christ, and to the concrete cause the pinned me
lot of hardcore niggaz, I just figure they're imposters
Rapper's war games, and Grimm's brain name is Joshua (?)
So if you want to battle then I gotta say
The only winning move against Grimm Reap is not to play

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
As I follow Apollo, gotta prophecy in music
So up the raising sun, and transform it into poetry
Stalking the shadows of the human mind
And leaving weary niggaz better fear me when they hear my eerie theories
On the rap scene, me you can't compare
Punks like to stare, but they wouldn't dare
I'm givin niggaz nightmares on the streets of Elm
Step into oblivion as you enter my realm
I turn 'boom bap' into 'boom bip'
My mind's on reverse [bad word]  so you can call