Our Time Joe Grind (Ft. Giggs)

[Verse 1: Joe Grind]
Man's still married to the game, no wedding
Still lay a bredda down, no bedding
Still flying that flag, still repping
Kick down doors cause we weren't letting
Man's big man, after I fed him
Should've left man begging
Should've told man get him (Where's my man?)
I should've left man guessing
Man's pissed when they see man swegging
This bitch wants to blow man's head in
So I tear that in 07
[?] hope she never got pregnant
MCs shook when they feel man's presence
This man has all the [?]
Don't speak to me, all of you's peasants
Best salute to the lieutenant
Fuck your past when man's present
You're myths, man's legend
Your bitch, if I want her
Should be here in seconds
Don't ask how much shows I'm getting
Don't ask how much dough I'm getting
Don't ask how much creps they're selling
These haters are so upsetting
You're pissed, man's just shit
You're pissed man's legit
You say it to man's face
But you're pissed if man flips
Don't ask me [?] I'm living
Don't smile cause my bro's in prison
Don't nod like you see man's vision
You snakes, I could hear man hissing