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All Love Video (MV)




Performed By: Grindstone
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Darel Dawson




Grindstone - All Love Lyrics




The world's my red carpet
Stretched far as I can see
If I ain't win the chip
I feel like a nominee
Promised land
Not what greedy people promise me
Is what's in my crosshairs
It beats a lost stare
Born into this world a naked fetus
Adapted to the traps and snares
To make it feed us
Late night...
Drives up the turnpike...
Headlights taillights they all work right
Drive no faster than 65 ...chill chill..chill chill
I wish a nigga WOOD like a termite
Seize the day
Don't get swallowed by it.
Success is the anecdote
We all should try it
Look in the old folks eyes
Who've shedded their disguise

I Pray I spit the right game
Lack of pay is frightening (Nang)
My Inspo hit like lightning
Refine and do the right thing...
Morning gratitude
Baby, I'm dew drop fresh
You win the morning, the day is yours
Is what I profess
How I met your mother
She was wearin a sundress
Toes out, nose in the air
I put these words in her ear
She looked me smack in the face
Said I was man of the year

GOAT shit over hoe shit
Cracked Pandora's box
Here are the jewels
Stockpile your spiritual stocks
Here are the jewels
Stockpile your spiritual stocks!

Search for keys and tools
Pass em to HBCUs
Use
Your mind as your muse
Your story is important
Baby Believe in yourself
What do you believe in more?
Jesus or dinosaurs?

I jam
Cuz I be who I am
Its all love

Its all love

Be who you are

Its all love
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The world's my red carpet
Stretched far as I can see
If I ain't win the chip
I feel like a nominee
Promised land
Not what greedy people promise me
Is what's in my crosshairs
It beats a lost stare
Born into this world a naked fetus
Adapted to the traps and snares
To make it feed us
Late night...
Drives up the turnpike...
Headlights taillights they all work right
Drive no faster than 65 ...chill chill..chill chill
I wish a nigga WOOD like a termite
Seize the day
Don't get swallowed by it.
Success is the anecdote
We all should try it
Look in the old folks eyes
Who've shedded their disguise

I Pray I spit the right game
Lack of pay is frightening (Nang)
My Inspo hit like lightning
Refine and do the right thing...
Morning gratitude
Baby, I'm dew drop fresh
You win the morning, the day is yours
Is what I profess
How I met your mother
She was wearin a sundress
Toes out, nose in the air
I put these words in her ear
She looked me smack in the face
Said I was man of the year

GOAT shit over hoe shit
Cracked Pandora's box
Here are the jewels
Stockpile your spiritual stocks
Here are the jewels
Stockpile your spiritual stocks!

Search for keys and tools
Pass em to HBCUs
Use
Your mind as your muse
Your story is important
Baby Believe in yourself
What do you believe in more?
Jesus or dinosaurs?

I jam
Cuz I be who I am
Its all love

Its all love

Be who you are

Its all love
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Writer: Darel Dawson
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