Artist | Grits |
Song | They All Fall Down |
Intro | No |
Outro | No |
Sound Mix | Stereo |
Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
*coffee* Blood curdling truth Working the word in as proof Besides mine the guidlines of righteous paths taken Tremendous speaking, fresh out the kitchen And never switching from the homegrown Hole it down like the ozone This is for the playa playa Make ya holla holla The kid with no morals Sell his mama for a dollar They all fall down They all fall down ... |