Download Tommy Lee Sparta “Grinding” Guzu Musiq 2014

Jamaican recording artist Tommy Lee Sparta (real name Leroy Russell) is one of dancehall’s most exciting and innovative performers.

Adopting a more melodic, musical sound than many of his peers, his self-styled gothic dancehall utilizes haunting synths and stripped-back rhythms to match his often sing-song delivery and dark visuals.

Listen to a new hot dancehall music single from Jamaican Dancehall artist Tommy Lee Sparta, real name Leroy Russell, titled “Grinding” and produced by his own label Guzu Musiq.

Tommy Lee Sparta is grinding and keeps it real as usual, delivering a touchy new song that tells of the lights and shadows of being a music artist. Big Up Sparta.

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LISTEN TO TOMMY LEE SPARTA “GRINDING” GUZU MUSIQ 2014

TOMMY LEE SPARTA “GRINDING” GUZU MUSIQ  LYRICS

[Intro]
(Hmm)
Mi got that 20/20 vision, mi a see so clear
I can see these haters from a mile away
But I’m grinding, got no time for you ****
I’m grinding (hmm)

[Verse 1]

But warn some **** still and let them know, nuh tek mi fi no clown
Got themselves staring down, in di barrel of mi gun
Got my hand pon my nine and my finger pon mi trigger
Let dem know, mi nuh hesitate fi kill a ****’ *****
Mi nuh too talk badness, that mi nuh preach
Any bwoy violate, gun shot a reach
Brrrr dem song with lyrics and speech
Mi nuh too like talk but mi gun dem speak
Dem seh mi fall off, but mi nuh know
Still a do mi show, still a shoot my video

[Chorus]

They say I sold my soul, I’m like who told you?
They say **** you to my face, I’m like **** you too!
I’m grinding
Got no time for you ****, I’m grinding (hmm)
I’m rising in this game like the morning sun
When mi touch pon di road with mi bloodclaat gun
I’m grinding (hmm)
********** I’m grinding (hmm)

[Verse 2]

Some bwoy get outta order, and they need to be served
Don’t worry ’bout a **** thing, your table will be served
Tonight you dine with di bloodclaat birds
Six feet deep in a bloodclaat hole
Mi nuh one bwoy inna song
Meet dem pon di road an’ a gun dem down
***** dem fi know, mi a ********* maniac
Badabang, warn dem, mek dem know mi idiot
Bomboclaat!
Gun dem a buss like a bloodclaat drum
Bullet chase bwoy an’ a gun dem down
Mi nuh give a **** who you is, where you from
Bwoy dem nuh waan see mi a transform
Di demon rise an’ Satan a run
Worse than a hundred Taliban
(hmm)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Yuh see mi face, nuh know mi story
No see mi struggles, but yuh see mi glory
When them think mi ago fall, mi make history
Rise up, triumphant in victory (hmm)
Streets surrounded by these haters and ungrateful ****
Even these ***** more fake than I figured
Golddigger tryin’ to make a **** way
(hmm)

[Chorus]