Language

[Verse 1: GrewSum]
I know you guys really loved that horror movie shit
But why's that mean you gotta hate on when I'm doing this?
I've always been all over, what the fuck did you expect?
Me to leave alone the sounds and genres that you neglect?
No thanks, I'm going my own way
I'll dabble in this sound for a minute but won't stay
My bipolar mind isn't broken, it's okay
It works best when I let it loose to go play
No restrictions, my fans know the business
This is just one of the many ways that I spit shit
I was motivated to moving before Fitbits
All my personalities have always coexisted
But if you on the sidelinеs then it's time you join
And get with all of thе different tricks that I employ
I destroyed all limitations and it brought me joy
It's time you fully understand how I'm talking boy

[Chorus: GrewSum]
'Cause every time I change my shit they be acting like they don't know what the language is
Oh, ohh
I tell 'em what the language is
They only want the same old shit
They be acting like they don't know what the language is
Oh, ohh
I tell 'em what the language is

[Verse 2: GrewSum]
I gotta be myself, I don't know another way
Make me limit what I say? I wouldn't go another day
You bringing negativity then you can go the fuck away
Excuse my language but that way is sorta fucking lame
I mean really, what have I got to lose at this point?
Tell 'em "Suck my dick" while I light the tip of a big joint
I'd rather be an outcast with three stacks and Big Boy
Than cater to my personal haters, I'm making this choice
Do whatever feels right to Grew, do you
I don't need another V.H.S. it's too soon
Eventually if it's meant to be you'll get it in due time
'Cause I honestly never thought we'd see Grass Roots 5 so
Seize the moment, try to squeeze it and hold it
Jesus, this whole part here really feels like I stole it
Anyways, I ain't trying to compete and be noticed
I'm really just making the music that I need and I know it
Even thought that

[Chorus: GrewSum]
Every time I change my shit they be acting like they don't know what the language is
Oh, ohh
I tell 'em what the language is
They only want the same old shit
They be acting like they don't know what the language is
Oh, ohh
I tell 'em what the language is
'Cause every time I change my shit they be acting like they don't know what the language is
Oh, ohh
I tell 'em what the language is
They only want the same old shit
They be acting like they don't know what the language is
Oh, ohh
I tell 'em what the language is

[Outro: Mae Coleman (Thelma White) & Jack (Carleton Young)]
Well, that bunch last night was high enough to take over the Marines and the Navy!
You better get on the job, some of the kids may be up this afternoon
Oh, Jack, we can get along without dragging those young kids up here
Oh, why don't you button up your lip? You're always squawkin' about something. You got more static than radio