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6ix Means Grit by Axiom artwork

6ix Means Grit by Axiom Explicit contentE

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Lyrics

Intro

Yeah, T-O represent, 6ix side, yo

Verse 1

Steppin' hard through snow, boots salt-stained as hell

Bus is runnin' late, but my head right, can't you tell

All these condos risin', streets gettin' loud, streets crowded

If you ain't watchin', you slippin', you ain't about it

Cops eye me up ‘cause I ain't some Bay Street suit

Old heads at Spadina, keep it blazin’ on the stoop

Winter rough, tongue froze to the fuckin’ TTC

But we still runnin’ wild, all grit, all city

Chorus

Run these blocks, from Scarborough out to Queen

City dirty talk, we loud and we mean

Maple leaf ink, but blood still screams

Toronto born and raised, we live out these dreams

Verse 2

Frostbite hunger, city grind, never pause

Chasin’ double-doubles while I’m duckin’ the laws

Government’s a joke, politicians full of lies

Stackin’ up my rent, watch my patience vaporize

Kensington haze, blunts got me floatin'

Gentrifyin' pricks, but this side stay potent

Can’t fake this struggle, won't mask what I see

From the East to the West, yeah, this town's in me

Chorus

Run these blocks, from Scarborough out to Queen

City dirty talk, we loud and we mean

Maple leaf ink, but blood still screams

Toronto born and raised, we live out these dreams

Verse 3

Graffiti on the Bloor Line, memories in rust

Pain in my knuckles, dreams built on dust

Drake wasn’t here yet, but we already kings

Rap on the corners, no gold, just rings

Snow in July, shit, weather acting wild

Mother cuss me out, I just smirk and smile

Ossington nights, fights over loose change

Life ain’t clean, in the gutter we rage

Chorus

Run these blocks, from Scarborough out to Queen

City dirty talk, we loud and we mean

Maple leaf ink, but blood still screams

Toronto born and raised, we live out these dreams

Outro

Streetlights flicker, Eaton’s signs all gone

Breath in my chest, but the cold feels strong

Boys on Yonge posted, puffin’ on cheap weed

Dreams mad dirty, but I chase what I need

Grimy Tim’s parking lot, fights over pride

City eats you up, but we still survive

No Hollywood script, just sweat and spit

T-dot legends, man, we built for this shit

Chorus

Run these blocks, from Scarborough out to Queen

City dirty talk, we loud and we mean

Maple leaf ink, but blood still screams

Toronto born and raised, we live out these dreams

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