Trauma Pit (Call The Bluff) Songtext
von Grim Logick

Yo, it′s Grim Logick (Here we go again)
On the day of this release, I'll have turned thirty years old
That′ fuckin' crazy (Who the fuck cares?)
So to honor that, I'ma give y′all somethin′
A little different (You say that all the time)
Today's generation wants hype shit (Yup)
They wanna glorify the trap and the streets (And?)
And I really lived that life (Man, everybody say that)
So I′ma twist the narrative a little bit (I bet you will)
I'ma cut up on this bitch
Happy birthday to me (Sure)
Let′s go (Fuckin', bitch)


I don′t need nothin' or no one's acknowledgement
I know these people, they dub me a trauma pit
I know the deep end, and I know the higher risk
I′m only speakin′ 'cause I hold the knowledge
It′s kinda redundant to preach on your hustle
'Less you been punchin′ the clock on the muscle
I been the plug, the diamond in the rough
And throttled up pounds, try and call the bluff


I lay my cards up and out on the table
I stay wide open, can't nobody change me
I know how to take a raw ounce of brown
Break the fent down, gabapentin glaze it
Mix in the tar, mannitol, crank the press down
Lock it back up when it′s sprayed
I done sent glass packs 'til the Parish
Twacked out cuttin' it up just to save ′em
Just gotta take Pyrex out
Line up the bottom with water to base it
Grab you some horse joint compound
Pour in the powder, hit the microwave with it
Spill a little more water on it
Throw it right back in and nuke it again
Let it sit for ′bout an hour with the heat lamp on it
Watch, and it's amazin′
I've been the member, to print up them counterfeit
Fives into fifties, hundreds from a dollar bidder
With the blue strip on point, marker test passed
I′d flip 'em, but never spend ′em
Had them army guns with the switches and shit
Knocked a few heads in the paint
I been the one to stare 'em down the barrel
And I been the one to just sell 'em away
Been in the game, I′ve sinned and I′ve saved
I went in with venom, caught a home invasion
Bitch, I been straight, I been depraved
Ride with a clique then wound up isolated
But all the triggers, that trauma let me remember
And the loss it left from missin' veins
Finally filled me up until the rig was hollow
Now I′m tryna let live for my babies

I don't need nothin′ or no one's acknowledgement
I know these people, they dub me a trauma pit
I know the deep end, and I know the higher risk
I′m only speakin' 'cause I hold the knowledge
It′s kinda redundant to preach on your hustle
′Less you been punchin' the clock on the muscle
I been the plug, the diamond in the rough
And throttled up pounds, try and call the bluff

I would barely manage any sleep
Be it that I was tweakin′, or feedin' them fiends
If I was in deep with psychosis and paranoia
It was prolly ′cause I was a teen when I started
In school, I was smart and my teachers, they saw it
Me, I was caught in too steep to acknowledge
My heart in my wallet, my peace in a bottle
My guard, it was peak, but my people were hollow
I needed the throttle
My demons would swallow me whole if I didn't agree with the motto
I′d sink in the trauma, sixteen when I shot him
And I never thought I would feed into drama
Believe me or not, I don't need you to buy it
I never drop on a beat without honesty
That's my philosophy, fuck who don′t rock with me
I really lived what your favorite hip-hopper speaks
Lead, never follow, I′m not 'bout to lie to you
You could ask Bobby, my pops
I would rise out of dreams with the violent, scream and a fire
You people could try to extinguish but not even Harmony could
That′s my seed, that's my daughter
Not ′bout to glorify things that I've got on
My devious mind from my previous time on this planet
I′m damaged, won't be a role model
I'm tryna be what I need to for my legacy
Only thing that I need is my daughters
I′ll leave you with this, don′t be me, I'm Grim Logick
Today I turned thirty, found peace again finally
I′ll leave you with this, don't be me, I′m Grim Logick
Today I turned thirty, found peace again finally

I don't need nothin′ or no one's acknowledgement
I know these people, they dub me a trauma pit
I know the deep end, and I know the higher risk
I'm only speakin′ ′cause I hold the knowledge
It's kinda redundant to preach on your hustle
′Less you been punchin' the clock on the muscle
I been the plug, the diamond in the rough
And throttled up pounds, try and call the bluff

I don′t need nothin' or no one′s acknowledgement
I know these people, they dub me a trauma pit
I know the deep end, and I know the higher risk
I'm only speakin' ′cause I hold the knowledge
It′s kinda redundant to preach on your hustle
'Less you been punchin′ the clock on the muscle
I been the plug, the diamond in the rough
And throttled up pounds, try and call the bluff