On the Grind - JT Music

Once upon a time, I was fully strapped with my helmet and pads — for safety

And hopped on my first skateboard in grade three

It had a grim reaper, branded with Andrew Reynolds

I dreamed to go pro, with fans, and medals

And yet I never even landed an Ollie

Until a different kinda skatepark I found

I was taught to get up after falling

Now nothing is gonna keep this Hawk down

Welcome to the warehouse — my old stomping grounds

I’m poppin' mad shove it’s and knocking boxes down

Flyin' off of gaps and ramps like I’m divine

Cuz I’ve been rippin' nine hundred’s since ninety nine

So if you wanna learn how step right into my birdhouse

But if you got vertigo I doubt this’ll workout

I’ll take you to school, hope you’re takin' some notes

While I’m breakin' every record, you’re probably breakin' some bones

Chad Muska, bust out a downhill jam

Put «Superman"on loop cuz I’m all about that damn

Call me goldfinger — take a peek at my medals

I got the Midas touch as I keep speeding through levels

And I can spell skate well, I’ve been practicin'

Collecting secrets tapes, none with a Kardashian

I’m blastin' off, yeah I’m talkin' Roswell compound

But it won’t be long that they keep this alien lock down, cuz

I’m a superman, and I’m gonna fly

Off the rails, yet I never bail on the grind

Shake up a spray can

Paintin' my name all over this town

You don’t wanna play a game of horse versus me

Cuz I’m a vert master, but I prefer the street

Everybody climb aboard, then we’re gonna ride

Twenty four seven gettin' on the grind

I can run with the bulls cuz I’m an animal

And if we’re talkin' combos, I wrote the manual

I’ve yet to find a special that I couldn’t handle, yo

If anyone wants a cheatcode I got 'em handy bro

Stop!

It’s the cops, agh we gotta dip quick

«Assume the position, it’s officer dick»

But I will no comply, I’m too busy McTwistin'

I’ll let you arrest me once, I’ve won this competition

I keep my cool in every heat

You can stop that clock, it don’t matter to me

I do the best under pressure when I’m runnin' outta time

Cuz I’m always on my grind

Then I’ll head to Venice Beach, but it ain’t to get a pump

Or to see string bikinis — just a magic bum

Pull out the boombox and crank it to eleven

Ride till we die, then we’ll head to skate heaven, woo

I’m a superman, and I’m gonna fly

Off the rails, yet I never bail on the grind

Shake up a spray can

Paintin' my name all over this town

You don’t wanna play a game of horse versus me

Cuz I’m a vert master, but I prefer the street

Everybody climb aboard, then we’re gonna ride

Twenty four seven gettin' on the grind

Full name is Tony «The Redtailed"Hawk

But forget wings, I can fingerflip airwalk

While we’re talkin' wings I just put in an order in — boneless

I’m a high roller — despite lookin' homeless

Balance ain’t a challenge, let’s see how long I can hold this

When I’m tipsy, risky, hope I don’t blow this

Straight out of a manual to dancing handstands

Who needs a green thumb with fancy handplants

I can mix any flips, spins, and grabs till I’m dizzy

You believe me if I said I sack tapped into a stiffy?

Hop off a wallplant landed on a lip, took it

To a noseslide, so when I came off it I was crooked

All existent competitions are more I’ll be bookin'

Judges cleanse your palettes, behold what I’ve been cookin'

I’m a rebel never selling out, no matter what you give me

But if sponsors wanna sign me, I’m tired of rollin' indy

I’m a superman, and I’m gonna fly

Off the rails, yet I never bail on the grind

Shake up a spray can

Paintin' my name all over this town

You don’t wanna play a game of horse versus me

Cuz I’m a vert master, but I prefer the street

Everybody climb aboard, then we’re gonna ride

Twenty four seven gettin' on the grind