Sonny Ski, Gwopped Up $peedy, TETRA444, Bedrock - Grand Rapids, MI (NPR Tiny Desk Submission 2026)

Описание: Our official Tiny Desk Concert Submission!

Shot / Edited by Mock Visuals
Engineered / Mixed by Dante Cope
Lead Vocalists: Sonny Ski, Gwopped Up $peedy, TETRA444
Drums: Orlando James
Bass: Kamyle Jackson
Keys: Rodney Rhodes
Additional Keys: Joseph Botwinski
Location: Grammotones

Original version of song produced by Emani

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Lyrics:
[Hook: TETRA444]
Oh I said welcome to GR
This the city that we from
Ain’t no telling what we on
I said welcome to GR
Where the talent and the love raw
And the rivers flow on and on
This the city that we from
I said welcome to GR

[Verse 1: Sonny Ski]
Yeah, my vocation is to bridge the gap
So it’s no coincidence I’s born where them bridges is at
Let me bring you back,
May 20, ‘99, 9am I was bred from Butterworth
C-section, I left my Mother stomach hurt, her
Gut intuition had mixed with my Dad’s ambition
Grand Rapids, Michigan was the conception of they second kid
And during they first one they resided on Thomas, but let them tell the shit
Barrages of bullets in they backyard had kept them hesitant
To raise their second kid in it, 49507 shit
I guess I was born to be a leader cause our water got lead in it
Had to play a part in it, Regency Park Apartments when
I was a baby, one year later my sister was born and Garfield been
My stomping grounds since that day
My side is south where blickies spray
An Alger child wasn’t my thing
A sheltered house, innocent brain
Still heard the sound seconds away
East side of town where hippies hang
West, keep your children safe
Shouts the North, enjoy your stay

[Hook: TETRA444]
Oh I said welcome to GR
This the city that we from
Ain’t no telling what we on
I said welcome to GR
Where the talent and the love raw
And the rivers flow on and on
This the city that we from
I said welcome to GR

[Verse 2: Sonny Ski]
I’m riding down Division trying to unify you and I
I’m cruising by where they sell coochie, my deuces high
But one time for my Rapid riders, to you I rap and write this
My Woodland Mall-ers, John Ball-ers, parties with Ally Lyons
Alley cats scratching vinyls, where gold is what the drive is
Potholes will leak your tires, wheelies the kids are popping
So feel me as I’m flying, 131 zooming North
Yeah we from GR but the chicken is from New York
You hear the grease? We going to need to release on Wayne beat
We was getting fried at Lookout till we can’t see
Van Andel Dreams I can’t sleep
Skyline in horizon, my eyes all on the prize but in GR
Art is the prize man
Got murals that compete, and some murals of deceased
And that winter freeze approaching I pray your okay without heat
And those Griffin seats are open just don’t get slid on for free
And this Mitten Ties I’m wearing bruh should’ve let you know just where I’m from
I’m from a city where Mothers will tell their sons their Mayweather’s kids
And the colors on a ball tell you what today’s weather is
It’s getting windier soon as degrees raise
Cause everybody airing shit out, I pray the breeze change
GRPD behave
Some want to bring back Chief Payne and others bring that chief pain
We from a city with bridges, cross us is blasphemy
Grand Rapids, Gun Rue, some say Grand Raggedy

[Verse 3: Gwopped Up $peedy]
I got a union with my brothers to get wealthy
Hung with killers that will hide a body like a fat chick who took a selfie
I know some Bemis cats who love to get they pockets fuller
Like Floyd I blow the competition out like nose boogers
Like Butterworth Hospital, I’m working on my patience
Street beef is tasteless, hood politics cause a division over Franklins
Went to Designer Diamonds for that GR gold
We the best go check the rankings
A boss living that up life, I got Mitten ties
Gifted like a Christmas drive, they can’t break my pride
Refuse to be stigmatized
All about my chicken, I spread it out like crack seasoning on my wings and fries
Justice for Patrick, middle fingers to the racist police that we despise
All my straps legalized
Just left silver bullet, target practice is a must
When I was a kid Adina Howard was my biggest crush
Been balling with my brothers like Harden and Russ
They knew I been having motion like the Rapid bus
They in my business like interrogations
No pyramid schemes involved when it comes to this elevation
Gwopped Up, we the realest, we the hardest
And the family run deep like the Debarges
More than a local artist, If I eat we all eat
Turn a desert to a harvest this legacy can’t be tarnished
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