Even when the world ends, it still keeps spinning
The grind don't stop, even if you ain't winning
Even in the 8th inning, gotta stay in it
Man, them real ones get it
What don't kill you only makes you stronger
Chicken little
What don't burn you only makes harder
Chicken little
What don't break you only makes you smarter
Chicken Little
Sky is falling but it's only ever water
Chicken Little
I can't help it if my brain is a little out of whack
I've been knocked down repeatedly, never left a crack
Died and been to the other side, they just brought me back
Swear to God, I done gone through hell, just learned to adapt
This ain't raps, this is therapy
Sometimes I just vent to my mic for some clarity
My view keep a tent, there's two sides to my brain
Start to feel like Harvey Dent
One that keep my ass alive while the other pay the rent
I've been sent to them trenches, ducked a couple shots
Hit some licks and came inches from dying on the block
Went from grinding in the streets to grinding on the clock
Now I drop a 16 while strippers grinding on my cock
This ain't all talk, I ain't mentioning no money
Used to be on my ass, no food and straight bummy
But mama ain't raised no quitter or no dummy
The rain might come but the interim still sunny
Even when the world ends, it still keeps spinning
The grind don't stop, even if you ain't winning
Even in the 8th inning, gotta stay in it
Man, them real ones get it
What don't kill you only makes you stronger
Chicken little
What don't burn you only makes harder
Chicken little
What don't break you only makes you smarter
Chicken Little
Sky is falling but it's only ever water
Chicken Little
I ain't never had a lot but I earned every scrap
Use my dictionary and voice to do em lik pap(poos)
Going A to Z just to work my way back
Better to do it in the booth than to do it in the trap
I don't fold from a scrap so I'm strapped with the peace
No chip on my shoulder like the mark of the beast
Just a weight like a boulder that I carry through the streets
Knowing that if I don't fold up, I feel lighter when it cease
Dream I fly up and just leave it all behind
And I know I can, only God can judge me so nobody else understand
No helping hand when everyone you know cut and ran
Thrown out to the wolves, to the flames, here I f*cking stand man
I'm starting to feel like Bruce Willis Unbreakable
The resemblance is unmistakable
I was Mr. Glass on my ass, like sure I made a mistake or two
But it's not always the path but how you make it through, for real
GM Allen - Chicken Little Lyrics
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Even when the world ends, it still keeps spinning
The grind don't stop, even if you ain't winning
Even in the 8th inning, gotta stay in it
Man, them real ones get it
What don't kill you only makes you stronger
Chicken little
What don't burn you only makes harder
Chicken little
What don't break you only makes you smarter
Chicken Little
Sky is falling but it's only ever water
Chicken Little
I can't help it if my brain is a little out of whack
I've been knocked down repeatedly, never left a crack
Died and been to the other side, they just brought me back
Swear to God, I done gone through hell, just learned to adapt
This ain't raps, this is therapy
Sometimes I just vent to my mic for some clarity
My view keep a tent, there's two sides to my brain
Start to feel like Harvey Dent
One that keep my ass alive while the other pay the rent
I've been sent to them trenches, ducked a couple shots
Hit some licks and came inches from dying on the block
Went from grinding in the streets to grinding on the clock
Now I drop a 16 while strippers grinding on my cock
This ain't all talk, I ain't mentioning no money
Used to be on my ass, no food and straight bummy
But mama ain't raised no quitter or no dummy
The rain might come but the interim still sunny
Even when the world ends, it still keeps spinning
The grind don't stop, even if you ain't winning
Even in the 8th inning, gotta stay in it
Man, them real ones get it
What don't kill you only makes you stronger
Chicken little
What don't burn you only makes harder
Chicken little
What don't break you only makes you smarter
Chicken Little
Sky is falling but it's only ever water
Chicken Little
I ain't never had a lot but I earned every scrap
Use my dictionary and voice to do em lik pap(poos)
Going A to Z just to work my way back
Better to do it in the booth than to do it in the trap
I don't fold from a scrap so I'm strapped with the peace
No chip on my shoulder like the mark of the beast
Just a weight like a boulder that I carry through the streets
Knowing that if I don't fold up, I feel lighter when it cease
Dream I fly up and just leave it all behind
And I know I can, only God can judge me so nobody else understand
No helping hand when everyone you know cut and ran
Thrown out to the wolves, to the flames, here I f*cking stand man
I'm starting to feel like Bruce Willis Unbreakable
The resemblance is unmistakable
I was Mr. Glass on my ass, like sure I made a mistake or two
But it's not always the path but how you make it through, for real
The grind don't stop, even if you ain't winning
Even in the 8th inning, gotta stay in it
Man, them real ones get it
What don't kill you only makes you stronger
Chicken little
What don't burn you only makes harder
Chicken little
What don't break you only makes you smarter
Chicken Little
Sky is falling but it's only ever water
Chicken Little
I can't help it if my brain is a little out of whack
I've been knocked down repeatedly, never left a crack
Died and been to the other side, they just brought me back
Swear to God, I done gone through hell, just learned to adapt
This ain't raps, this is therapy
Sometimes I just vent to my mic for some clarity
My view keep a tent, there's two sides to my brain
Start to feel like Harvey Dent
One that keep my ass alive while the other pay the rent
I've been sent to them trenches, ducked a couple shots
Hit some licks and came inches from dying on the block
Went from grinding in the streets to grinding on the clock
Now I drop a 16 while strippers grinding on my cock
This ain't all talk, I ain't mentioning no money
Used to be on my ass, no food and straight bummy
But mama ain't raised no quitter or no dummy
The rain might come but the interim still sunny
Even when the world ends, it still keeps spinning
The grind don't stop, even if you ain't winning
Even in the 8th inning, gotta stay in it
Man, them real ones get it
What don't kill you only makes you stronger
Chicken little
What don't burn you only makes harder
Chicken little
What don't break you only makes you smarter
Chicken Little
Sky is falling but it's only ever water
Chicken Little
I ain't never had a lot but I earned every scrap
Use my dictionary and voice to do em lik pap(poos)
Going A to Z just to work my way back
Better to do it in the booth than to do it in the trap
I don't fold from a scrap so I'm strapped with the peace
No chip on my shoulder like the mark of the beast
Just a weight like a boulder that I carry through the streets
Knowing that if I don't fold up, I feel lighter when it cease
Dream I fly up and just leave it all behind
And I know I can, only God can judge me so nobody else understand
No helping hand when everyone you know cut and ran
Thrown out to the wolves, to the flames, here I f*cking stand man
I'm starting to feel like Bruce Willis Unbreakable
The resemblance is unmistakable
I was Mr. Glass on my ass, like sure I made a mistake or two
But it's not always the path but how you make it through, for real
Writer: Garrett Allen
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