RESPECT MY GRIP Lyrics

(Do we want like uh? Like uh?)

(We're going, dude)

Five cheers for new vices

New devices sacrificing the old ones

'Til my teeth fall from my head

Replace my chompers with gold ones

You know my story been told, son

Every beat and every tone

Figure out where I got hold from

Every bar subpar, I spit eagles and hole ones

On the nine to five, drank palmers and stole stuff

'Til my balls fall out my lap

And I replace 'em with stone ones

Respect the grip

And how I got it goin' son