I was starin' at a photogram, hologram, holograph
Tryna see the future inside the past
Like the truth was behind a mask
And you couldn't recognize
'Til it snuck up right behind ya' ass
It's my time at last
Thank you, and now for my final act
I could make the whole world disappear
Turn the lights down low, eyes closed
I roll up a...listen here
Stevie Wonder say plants have a secret life
It ain't safe now to dance in the streets at night
So every day I say a prayer that I have my own share
Three squares, and a warm place to sleep at night
As long as he could write poems like "Holmes, that shit that Grip type
Go like the speed of light!"
He gon' be alright, he gon' be alright
I get throwed like darts when I'm near the mic
And I cause bright sparks when I'm near the mic
I'm a match in a haystack, let it blaze
I came back with a book by God called
"How to Build the Heavens and the Earth in Just Seven Days"
It's like I'm in a cave
I can't call it, reception is terrible
It's no signal out? I suggest you think about
The fact you're even here is nothing less than a miracle
The shit is less than hysterical
More gettin' money means less gettin' lyrical?
I been blessin' your stereo
I been fresh since Scenario
My man said "What you cookin' with that?"
I say the same shit as always, "I'm cookin' this crack"
I don't even need to put a fuckin' hook on this track
Grip's the future, motherfucker, take a look at his back
'Cuz I'm ahead of all you rappers by a couple of laps
So lemme give 'em all a couple of facts...
One, I am the one-man apocalypse
Lookin' at the top like I'm gon' stand on top of it
Two, it's only two things that I know
That's how to rhyme and go dumb like a sideshow
You outta line tryna run shit on my flow
I spit fire like my tongue is a pyro
You get fired, like, it's done, this is my show
No more excuses, Everybody's like "Grip, you're so reclusive"
Flow so exclusive
Y'all pussies stink 'cuz you don't ever do shit
Me, on the other hand, write it, perform it, record it, produce it
That's like four different hats
Plus I wrote enough rhymes for like four different raps
Picture that, I just said a thousand words, where's your picture at?
We know the flow is outrageous
Me and my flow is out...page us

Chorus:
I don't know who told you we stopped but
I will say "Hello" from on top
I jump back up and dust myself off, I
Jump back up and dust myself off...

Verse 2:
Workin' overtime
Workin' holidays
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, all them days
I been on the grind
Never got no raise
Except when I was in the sun like I got no shades
But lemme not complain
Like all these rappers with that "Something has got 'ta change"
I tell 'em "Change your life then
First thing you should do is to trade your mics in."
Stevie Wonder say the writin' is on the wall
I couldn't see it 'cuz the light isn't on at all
It's goin' down like a waterfall, but I'm up a creek with no paddle, man
That's so ironical...
Maybe that's why the song is called "Pick Me Up"
This ain't a pick-me-up, not at all!
This is real shit to think about when life takes an
Unexpected turn like a whip with the blinker out
Grip Grand is my byline
You ever see the skyline and think "It's my time"?
You ever see my stash spot, you think it's High Times
You ever see how I shine, you think "Now I'm blind!"
I'm 'bout to play the game sideways
Got my old shit on your wall like a Friday's
Got my new shit that you ripped off of Facebook and Myspace
Buzzin' like a pager on vibrate
I tell a hater go migrate
Fly south, bitches
Ride out, bitches
You say you nicer than Grip?
Well I doubt bitches
'Cuz you lie, but the truth come out MY mouth
This is...some new new new for your betterment
Each word I said I meant, deep like the sediment
Deep like I'm Reverend
Run when I speak, I go dumb when I speak
Like a spuh-speech impediment
Pardon my insensitivity, punk sensibility
One-cent soliloquy...
Who the best? Yo, the suspense is killing me
I told the crowd "Put your hands up if you feelin' me"
Keep your hands up to the ceiling, we
'Bout to go stadium
Stat with a flow that glow, rap uranium
Throwback to Kane and them
I put a hole in your cranium