Bass Face from 11:11 by Ty Frazier & Mr. Grigsby

(VERSE 1 - GRIGSBY)
We’ve got kicks in the trunk and they slap at all times
Bang down the block, boom bap on the dimes
We’ve got tweeters on flex and they scream through the street
Breaking everybody’s necks when they catch us on the creep
You can see the boys blinding,  shine soo bright
Like the middle of the day, but it be late into the night
No debating we’ve been skating and waiting
Anticipating and shaking
All the little fishies making wishes trying to bait
It ain’t cool, we ain’t catching no hooks
No games with a dame and the lane ain’t shook
Ain’t breaking the intention even when tension arise
See us floating on high
Watch us rise through the sky

(VERSE 2 - TY FRAZIER)
Rappers sell souls for like 9.99
They been waiting in line to go cop some new rhymes
The blind lead the blind so I stay hard to find 
The whole world is my canvas so I paint with my mind
Never stay in the lines I'd rather fade with the shine
Shining Supa Nova bright
Better raise up ya blinds
Transforming the rhyme
Like optimus in my prime
Real winners never lose I fell in love with the grind
If you bout it then go do sum
Know some real life killas that might fuck around and shoot sum
Big homie just went and bought a new gun
Battle me and you guaranteed to lose one

(CHORUS - GRIGSBY)
Now you can catch us riding on two tones
through the smoke in a chromed out Chevrolet 
And they wonder where we at, in the middle of the map
Where they blow green smoke in the USA
You can catch us riding on two tones
through the smoke in a chromed out Chevrolet 
And they wonder where we at, in the middle of the map
Where they blow green smoke in the USA

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Instrumental Hip-Hop
• Producers
• lyrical
• soul hip hop
• underground
• Aurora