Grizz's new solo album, "CrazyWorld", on good old compact disc! Includes full album artwork (including on-disc print), tracklist, & slim jewel case. Order includes digital download of full album, PLUS a FREE bonus 25-track mixtape, "Get Right Music" (2009), presented by Grizz & Heretic Skeptic, as well as two brand-new bonus songs! After placing your order, send an email to monsterking89@gmail.com to received the bonus material.
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USB Flash Drive + Digital Album
Limited edition "CrazyWorld" 2 GB USB flash drive featuring the newest solo album from Grizz! Also included on the drive is bonus content, including another FULL mixtape, "Get Right Music", presented by Grizz & Heretic Skeptic (MKS Entertainment), as well as two bonus songs, videos, pictures, and more! The drive is printed with hi-res images of the album covers, front and back, and the usb plugin sleekly folds out from the side. These are limited, so grab one while they're available!
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about
"Man, I can hear 'em BREATHIN';
gimme reason not to do the trigger-squeezin',
leavin' me in blood puddles;
milk curdled in the fridge..."
CrazyWorld ends similarly to how it began: with a chilling, otherworldly tale, from the first-person perspective, that toes the line between fantasy and reality. "So Long" is more than just a 'farewell'; it's more than just an 'outro'; it's the last piece of the puzzle. As it was in the beginning; so shall it be in the end...@grizz89 RIP WCP WBM MKS KANS BOL
lyrics
So Long
Produced by MADINEZ
VERSE 1
Man, I can hear ‘em breathin, gimme reason not to dig the razor
Deep into my veins; all these people are the same, keepin secrets from my
Main man, me; ain’t no shoulders for the cryin
And there ain’t no middle ground; it’s freezing cold or else it’s fryin pan,
Iron Man comic books got me through my youth;
Biggest vocabulary in school, but didn’t speak till 22,
And look what it got me: copy, copy, copy,
People, people, people, everybody’s carbon copies and they equals; what’s with me though?
I window-shop for things that I can easily afford,
In hopes that maybe someone greets me at the door when I get home,
I had a friend once; her name was Susy;
I wrote her letters, she never wrote me back, but yo, beggars can’t be choosy…
HOOK 1
Man, I can peep ‘em creepin, gimme reason not to do the trigger-squeezin,
Leavin me in blood puddles; milk curdled in the fridge,
Dirty dishes in the sink; dead fishes in the bowl,
Unopened pack of Trojans; empty wishes in my soul,
VERSE 2
Dial tone; shit, you can’t blame me for tryin though,
It looks as though it’s up to me to save them, I can’t wait for no messiah, so
I’m havin thoughts of flyin out the window;
that’ll teach a lesson to them yes-men seekin answers to they questions better than preachin,
But as I overstand the city, I can understand the fact
That they don’t understand the fact that
I just want a hand to clasp inside my own flesh;
Dome stressin out; checkin out the ledge, overlookin fuckers & screw-heads,
Nah, this won’t do; this shit ain’t high enough for flyin,
plus it’s time to pay these whiners back for all the shit I had to go through,
the whole school used to look at me and laugh; well, who’s laughin now?
Cashin out the piggy bank & bustin out the mask…
HOOK 2
Man, I swear I hear ‘em breathin, gimme reasonNot to give ‘em all a reason;
Even mom & pops honestly want me to stop breathin,
I’m seein the streets teemin with heathens & evil demons,
I can’t even call ‘em people anymore; hit the door, man I’m leavin,
VERSE 3
6 o’clock, and already it’s smellin shitty; the alleys,
the pretty people, the Tom’s, Dick’s & the Sally’s,
Dick’s ring is on Sally’s finger, but Tom’s dick is in Sally
When Dick’s workin overtime, business trippin to Cali,
That’s aight, ‘cause Dick’s dippin his tip in a stripper’s honey pot,
And between the two cheaters, neither one’s hittin the money spot,
It’s funny, not really, how they callin me a freak
When more than half of all these bastards does shit they wouldn’t repeat,
Keep a clean slate for just such an occasion; try to avoid the subway,
Since I fell asleep and woke up in a bad place, but fuck it;
The gun shop’s just one stop away, and what’s the worst that can happen?
‘Cause I ain’t nappin; not today…
HOOK
Man, I can hear ‘em screamin; gimme reaon not to release them & free them,
From they sleeping dead; open up they eye sockets, leakin red,
Keep my head pointed toward the cement; find no meaning in the cracks,
And I swear I feel ‘em breathin down my back
VERSE 4
Came to the station, paid for my ticket, swayed through the gate,
Aimed towards a brother tryin to ask me for some change;
Gave him money, said I’m lookin for the same,
‘cause I’m sick & tired of hearin all these voices in my brain…
“Brotha, just open up ya eyes, peep the truth from the lies,
Remember that milk up in ya fridge? You know it used to be straight,
Remember them fishes in ya bowl? You know they used to be alive,
And with minimum effort, you know you’d have some clean plates.”
One look in his face, and I could tell he saw their faces,
No need to tell him nothin ‘cause I know he saw it too,
My one true brother in the midst of all the faceless,
And at that very moment, I knew what I had to do…
HOOK 4
Man, I’m callin’ it an evenin, ain’t no reason, please believe I ain’t indecent,
I just hear the train comin, so I guess my train’s leavin,
No more weepin all alone, starin at the phone, reachin,
No more creepin, just the sound of brakes screechin,
Spoke my piece and now it’s…peace.
“SO LONG…”
END
Grizz is a rapper and hip hop producer hailing from the mile-high city of Denver Colorado. His style is a mix of raw,
underground lyricism and straight-up soul. In other words, real talk. Grizz has performed with a slew of big-name acts, including Pretty Lights, GZA, Inspecktah Deck, Louis Logic, People Under the Stairs, and many others. Grizz also represents a collective of artists known as MKS....more
