scars and memories Archives

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators
That you call ‘Earth,’ but I call ‘Hell’s Equator.’

MF Grimm, “Emotions,” Scars & Memories, 2005

Food for thought, eat my words with your mind:
Emcees are grapes, and grapes are crushed to wine.

MF Grimm, “Do It for the Kids,” 12", 1998

Battling me is some deadly shit,
So come equipped with rhymes, guns and two extra clips.
Aim for the head, ‘cause you don’t wear a vest there,
Bullet makes a window, your brain needing fresh air.

MF Grimm, “Emotions,” Scars & Memories, 2005

You pout like a trout in a drought…can’t get out.
You want to scream, but fish can’t shout.

MF Grimm, “King of New York,” Scars & Memories, 2005

Get burnt like a candle, very hard to handle,
Do miracles in Nikes like Jesus did in sandals.

MF Grimm, “Take ‘Em To War,” Scars & Memories, 2005 (Probably first recorded in 1995)

Let’s pretend we’re both guns, and make this shit erratic:
I’ll be the revolver, you can play the automatic.
Automatic flip scripts, revolver show loyalty.
Each gun is die-able, but only one’s reliable.
You shoot fast, but in the end you jam,
Then I click back, and turn your brains into spam.

MF Grimm, “Crumb Snatchers,” Scars & Memories, 2005

Platinum don’t mean shit
When you’re perpetrating someone else’s life,
And they life ain’t legit.

MF Grimm, “Do It for the Kids,” 12″, 1998. More words of wisdom from MF Grimm…

Let’s pretend we’re both guns, and make this shit erratic:
I’ll be the revolver, you can play the automatic.
Automatic flip scripts, revolver show loyalty.
Each gun is die-able, but only one’s reliable.
You shoot fast, but in the end you jam,
Then I click back, and turn your brains into spam.

MF Grimm, “Crumb Snatchers,” Scars & Memories, 2005