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1. |
Da Intro
00:33
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2. |
Beezart
01:40
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Rock wit an L SD on my tongue
the flow insane
I'm saying
crowds n a stage
crowns n rings
here come the reign
reloaded now let it play
so you can hear the pain
frame of brain change the game
stain my name in ya mental aim then let it bang
my rhymebook pageless artistry ageless
if I eat ya favorites consider it a favor kids
no rectangles in my radius
and I don't shake hands with fakers cuz that wack shit contagious
this is real rap revival learned survival serving rivals
steele reserve ready to ride though im from san die go
get up to par, these is titleist
im the peoples champion fuck a finalist
find a list top 5 or 9 watch me climb da shit
drop em all now watch em fall props n all
all in awe fix ya jaw
I said all of y'all fix ya jaw
give me some room or get stepped on this that raw
yeah R-A-W
but it could never be that without the W
bet ya life see ya raise now watch me double you
humble you triple the syllables belittle you with ridicule then crumble you
force the fumble doo, I'm a pick it up and take it to the house
thats just how a hustler do
then I'm back out intercepting routes
with my safety on free
betta watch yo mouth
I'm beasty with the free so only beasts feast with me
sabotawj yo S-T-Y-L-E and I Emcee
if you used to hate the spit I forgive you
just stay yo reformed ass over there and take them suckas with you
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3. |
I Emcee
03:07
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(Verse One)
California frame of brain lames chase the game
by the time they catch up the anes change
endless nights heavy days
we got our own thang and we ain't chasing fame
stars come n go but the night been there forever
scribble my scriptures in the sky I'm trying to pen forever
turn style burn loud then float away on a kush cloud
scared of heights its aight just don't look down
I'm from the same place but in a different space
lightspeed moving triple ya pace
stay ahead or get bodied 808 to ya face
attack of the bassheads trebles here come trouble prepare to break bread
fakers better play dead or pick a grave and make ya bed
plan a plot cuz rap or not we stay fed
thats what it is what it was blood or cuz
when i spit that fluid I'm a make it do what it does
f a buzz im trying to get ya drunk
can't fit my shoe ya doos betta fix ya tongues or get laced up
(Chorus)
SD be the residency
but i been everywhere and back wrecking M-I-C's
bet they tell ya they ain't fresher than me
He graff she scratch they bboy but I Emcee
x2
I EMCEE
They Rap but I EMCEE
(Verse TWo)
Hit the stage solo with the soul of a thousand soliders
more styles in my folder than a crowd of a thousand flowers
burn a forrest then serve the metaphoric
get on that pop ish that Pac ish you want it I got it I'm all for it
built an arc out of park benches
blessed then flooded the census with my message
indie city to city while they chasing mass appeal
tell that A&R he can bury that casket deal
describe my rhyme style in one word ill
okay two real skills
and yous a customer
so heres a custom combustible to rupture your ear structure
and leave you disfunctional
these days doos paid with no dues paid
you rappers sound too comfortable
where the struggle doo I don't hear no pain in them raps
We paint the pain and shoot da gift like brrrraaaaap rep that W
(Chorus)
SD be the residency
but i been everywhere and back wrecking M-I-C's
bet they tell ya they ain't fresher than me
He graff she scratch they bboy but I Emcee
x2
I EMCEE
They Rap but I EMCEE
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4. |
Get Em High
03:24
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Kids get off ya jiggy here come the illy
P-I-N-O Rhymeside ya show
Slide thru the side door
tell the DJ spin my instrumental
loop it flip it scratch it up a little
and im a spill the spittle
I'm from Daygo City
Southeast where they murder many
police got a thing for killin and success is skinny, if any
so me and the fam put our pennies together, here go my two cents
now let me get ya high off this music
I know your ears tired of that bull ish
the sellin dreams
im sellin to fiends six hundred nineteen sixteens
hooks n haymakers stay with flavaz
what ya need?
I don't ever buy em never rewind em they irrelevant round elephants
ain't f wit us they celabate never mind em
bite my ish betta get metal for your clique
and f a settlement it ain't settled till its shovels and a ditch
kill gepetto cut ya strings and watch ya fall off
once the order out it cost too much to call em off
need to find em they prolly hood never hollywood
but if im actin brand new that means I bodied ya bonnie and she was prolly good
they ain't crazy they just misunderstood
they on ghetto on tour they just miss the hood
attitude like wish you would and thats why they bumpin this
and now that you know exactly who you f in with
(Chorus)
Get em up, get em up, get em up
get em high, get em high high high x2
now do em like this
do em like this x3
and get em high high high
(Verse Two)
Bang me jam in Japan they illin with me in Italy
UK say he fresh they feeling me in the Philipines
keep it poppin like a pocket of x, mollys, n oxycotins
watch what you swallowin them apples rotten
that purple n pink you sippin have you slipping thinkin slow
f'd up when you ain't smarter than your phone
livin fast fronting big dough but low key
gettin high on what you do not own and now you owe smokey
bumpin gums large funds big guns its all fiction
don't believe the hype they politicians
posin as rappers thats acting like emcees
pen bleed pain colored ink on my grey mead
delivery catastrophe
like Khy's Rath on the mpc
hard in the paint though, get live for mine
y'all stay watching from the sidelines
now check my stats turn up my raps aaannnnnd
(Chorus)
Sabotawj yo style, Rath Khy, cali demons arch angels, SD, Slanted , Daygo where Dey GO....
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Bumpin dat Cali Muzic
Make your speakers bang bang
I love the way you do it
Make me wanna bang bang
(Verse One)
Pack that full metal jacket flow, I don't check my coat
live from the left somebody check my coast somebody check his pulse
west most poppin keep it poppin the most often
something mobbish explore our options then export our products by the boxes
rest of y'all just boxes
and thats okay
just stay in ya boxes or get fitted for one of them custom boxes
my sway lochness lock this Hip Hop ish
its obvious we opposite really talk that, really walk that, is why the block really rock that
ain't been the same since we lost 2pacalypse
drag em to hell for rappin fairytales
screamin this is how we do it then that mon tell
I'm in some jordans on my swoosh
new killa california corner music
and I don't bump dat wack
left coast lyricist on that west coast is back
(Chorus x2)
(Bridge)
Bang bang you shot me down
with the sexy cali slang lit the blunted crown
ooo wee baby I just wanna know
how we gonna do it with the lights down low
(Verse Two)
We won't, leave em all on so you can shine
bump n grind climb on top then you can ride
then we gonna slide I'm a show you what that Cali like
out of state everybody wanna live that Cali life
till they out here and get to not acting right
good day can turn into a bad night
its all Cali love but puff puff pass
have you coughin talkin to the skunk sack like give me my lungs back
Southern Cali hospitality and that Bay love
Where you from homey? we don't give a ....
if you grippin a benz or a bucket, ballin on a budget
hustlin or thuggin
long as you ain't frontin and you
(Chorus x2)
(Bridge)
(Outro)
Cali Muzic man Diego, LA 2 da Bay, everything in between
Cali Muzic man, it's a Cali thang, you wouldn't understand man
west coast
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6. |
Right Now ft DJ Roli Rho
03:17
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Get it , get it g g get it
(Chorus)
We goin get it poppin right now
right now
right right now
B Boys get g get down
get down right now
B Girls get g get down
get down right now
(Verse)
Man of my word sure ya heard I'm the leader round my curb
hit it out the park they on they feet I'm roundin third
in the ring even worse manny pacquiao style, ground em round the third
like uh uh all over the track
running round the map with my city on my back
takin trips snappin flicks in my B Boy stance
just ask Z2DAO and the homey Phatsaks
made em shuffle with my hustle in they shuffle
groundwork to headspin I don't like my ish muffled
turn it up
form a circle
and make room and let my B Boys and Girls burn it up
they circled up squared off gettin they stare
he was getting his flare on she put her hair in a bun
hit the middle airborne landed in some splits
then flipped into a windmill with sickening skill
not a battle just heads gettin ill
no special effects they just moving how they feel
sure it started in the slum but it dont matter where ya from
she don't understand english but she understand that drum
hit a freeze like please
whoever want some come n get some
just as long as you know you might become victim
to what?
victim to her wildstyle she rock to a street beat so steady
ya not ready
not ready, not ready
not ready, not not ready
(Bridge)
do that ish do that ish do that ish x2
No break it down one time for em, break it down two times for em
break it down three times for em, break it down three times for em
Roli Rho get em!
(scratch section by DJ Roli Rho)
(Chorus)
Right now, Right Right now
DJ Roli Rho east to west baby, Sabotawjyostyle, you know what it is!
Get it
Get it
Eh Eh Eh Eh Eh Eh
B Boys, B Girls
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7. |
Feelin Aite
03:10
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Phatsaks smoove it out for em
(Verse One)
Up out my bed took a blunt to the head
look out my window see the kids it's summertime again
finally back home on the west
you never know how much you miss your city till you're away from it
sometimes I don't wanna spit raps
I wanna kick back call the homies tell em lets have a kickback
roll up pour up good people conversation
no strangers and no hatin
here they love me unconditionally
could care less about a mic see we all got history
his momma like my momma his sister like my sister understands me
this is family
and ain't nothin in the world like a house party, food on the grill
everybody on chill
all my loved ones and thug ones but nobody ill
cuz the feelins so real
(Chorus)
Took me a while to get here
but see i finally made it
and i ain't trying to go nowhere
homey I'm good don't do me no favors
and I'm feelin aite
aite x3
We get it in , We get it in x4
(Verse Two)
Relaxed style Oldies playing in the background
OGs slappin bones my homies puttin they mack down
I'm laid back
listenin to one of the elders school this young cat
young cat like save that, I tell him respect you better pay that
elder give me dap and smile like playa say that
and we feelin aite gettin live
so if tomorrow never come we can say we did it right
and ain't nothin in the world like a house party, food on the grill
everybody on chill
all my loved ones and thug ones but nobody ill
cuz the feelins so real
(Chorus)
(Bridge x2)
We came here to party
I got all my folks
We came here to party
let everybody know
We get it in x4
and im feelin aite x4
(outro)
we get it in x4
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8. |
Tonight
03:11
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(Chorus)
I just wanna live for tonight
tonight
we live for the night
let me live my life
I just wanna live for tonight
gettin lit tonight, gettin ripped tonight
represent who you with tonight
and tell em
I just wanna live for tonight
(Verse One)
Uh
Raise ya glasses if ya lovin livin this life
ain't worried bout tomorrow just wanna live for tonight
mindest monsterous like whats a consequence
we blacking out till we lose all conciousness
and thats a damn shame
but blaze dat mary jane and poor that pagne pagne
we do the damn thang
we on our Cali campaign
SD LA to the Bay
if it don't bang it don't get no play
if it lame it be out of here like yesterday
westside where soem of the best of us stay eh
SD miles high hella flyclub crowded but it seem like its just you and I
and this weekend started on a Thursday
by Wenesday she soaking wet and still thirsty
celebrating in our birthday suites in a suite
with some sweets somewhere next to heaven trying to peeak
(Chorus)
(Verse Two)
Hopped off the flight Vegas strip lit up
we on a roll fitted up ready to rip it up
women dipped head to toe
you know is down to get it in
freaks and suites and next week we do it all again
but till then I got my hands filled
trying to make this feeling last forever bring the party to a stand still
like make money money
say take money money
it ain't a party till your hands up like a rally
and the function just aint crackin till you play some of that Cali
so DJ turn it up like one time for the West Coast
they want that old thing back here go a fresh dose
so you can hit the spot steppin in your best clothes
cameras flashing strike your best pose
representin who you with so everybody knowin
and the party don't stop till 4 in the morning
(Chorus)
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(Verse One)
They gonna hit ya kick ya while you little
clique up soon as they see you kickin up dust
getting a little bigger
they try to pin you down
like can't have him winning now
anything to keep ya from the crown
push you off ya cloud
so no daps, pounds or hugs if you ain't loved ones
everywhere we go we show love young
hating is square so my circle don't mingle with rectangles
just mangle em microphone cables strangle em till they purple
and all you sucka DJ's that ain't wanna play us
allow me to slay every fake playa ya playing on ya playlist
serve em all like play this
ain't nobody fadin the flip slap the taste of ya lips
stay off my dick
unless you female wit pretty eyes down to grind fly as ish
got that snapback and head game sick
down to ride when its time to dip
then we can dip
lets bend a corner
blow some killa california
u good?
(Chorus x2)
Whatever you do just get yours
cuz I'm a get mine for shooooo
(Verse Two)
Want to know the game let me save ya
first they hate ya
once they realize they can't stop ya
they be the first to claim ya
your peers they'll congratulate you to ya face uh
some will even claim they the ones that made ya
you haters ain't lying either
grammatics illmatic track it and I'm a ether your feature
shooting this from the corner screamin worldpeace
voices so fearless thats why they fear us this is southeast
can anybody hear us?
can't quite comprehend so they compare us
looking and pointing like they all annointed they should use they mirrors
stop trying to steer us we got our own lanes
we dont want your schwag we got our own strains
my Cali crew Cali cool but act a damn fool
louisville to your head wooden shampoo
ink is tattoo I can't wash this realness off
spill the raw till yall say Sabotawj is the illest of all
(Chorus x2)
(Bridge)
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
I gotta get mines you gotta get yours x4
(Outro)
Never mind those don't knows tho
they always gonna try and tell you something bout something they can't do theyselves. Ain't nobody believe in you like you man, live ya dreams
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10. |
Be You Tiful
03:26
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(Verse One)
Hey you
I know it's been a while I been meaning to shout you
sent a text early this mern to let you know I woke up thinking about you
so i hope you reading this with a smile
cuz thats the best way to start your day love
speaking of today love
lets change up pace escape this rat race
I need a break love
you need a break? what you think? no wait, don't think love
just feel take a breath and pick a place love
(Bridge)
we can take a train, bus, car, or plane
I don't care where we go long as it's far away
I don't care where we are, long as its you and me
we can make life everything we dream it to be
(Verse Two)
You'll see let me show you
she say my rhymes feel like kisses on her
I'm like I told you
hold you tight like we been friends too long
and I don't know how long
I'm willing to let this go on
feel like I've known you for years
let's right all wrongs right here
and leave this night right here x2
(Chorus)
I been all around the world
and I ain't find no one like you
I wouldn't change you for the world
all i need you to do is be you
and smile cuz you're beautiful
smile cuz you're beautiful x3
(Verse Three)
She said Tawj I miss you like the petals miss the sun at the end of the day when the moon come out to play
I told her lets blur like Summer shares September with Fall, fall into a dream and not wake up until May
and then maybe it was meant to be
you can call me by my government, I'll call you baby
give you all you want ya need n more
i love ya voice but baby no mo convo
it's time to go as I proceed
to go deep put your mind at ease now just breathe
I love the way you do it when ya do it how ya do it like ya did it when we explicit
feel like heaven when we in it let's just stay here for a while
no rush the world can wait till we finished lets just lay here for a while
let's just lay here for a while
(Chorus)
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11. |
Wannabe
03:32
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I can't stand me a
(Verse One)
So you wanna be a dopeman huh
grind the block
get some product bought a triple beam
got a glock
look like a cakewalk in the movies
but this harder than you thought in real life it get gooey
premature props got you screaming boss
but in the underworld that only mean you next to get knocked off
word get around around here fast
spread a little cash but that pass ain't gonna last
and all that flossing got you rocked
them goons ran up in ya spot pistol whipped ya partner and skated with your crops
betta me then the cops
could've chalked up that loss
but that white got you believing your own hype
and since that first glock you done copped a few more
and they ain't find the cash you stashed under the floorboard
plus them keys that you hid up in Torrance
that's just enough to get back and once you get back you gonna wanna war
(Chorus One)
The tried to play you like a wannabe
never ever be just forever be a wannabe
went from a wannabe
to a dealer wannabe
now you a gangsta wannabe
once you kill ain't no turning back wannabe
they gonna regret calling you a wannabe
(Verse Two)
Baby beg you to retire, they could've killed you for Godsake
you like could've should've would've but they didn't and that was their first mistake
and the second one was one of them dropped they gloves
and the homey got a pair and he always got em on
seem him today and he said he forgot them at home
so you put the chrome to his dome and now he gone
by monday morn, connect plugged you back in
and every since then all you can do is win
you should get an award for the greatest comeback
streets ain't seen that since Jordan returned to the court and took his ring back
then 3 lapsed now you mvp
dominating the league all competition deceased
bumpin yeez they can't tell you nothing less they ready to bet it
frontin put up or shut up you don't do credit
and since you done set it they been thinking twice
you done sown up the block somethin nice
and everybody know it especially the vice
(Chorus Two)
now everyday you hustlin
no more strugglin just bubblin
addicted to the lifestyle
money power respect
the kind that don't come with an honest check
big baller right
shot caller right
(Verse Three)
Now every nights a party now
and whoever trip you gonna shut the party down
feeling real untouchable
you know that thug love is fake but it feel real comfortable
thats when you start slippin
talking wreckless forgetting who listens
see detective had you on his list
since his partner came up missing last Christmas
he was undercover on an up and coming drug dealer slash thug
and when he disappeared only thing they found was an orphan glove
he remember when he gave it to him
after his first bust
searched his spot late night on a hunch lucked up and found some audio that was tucked under some stuff in a dusty old trunk
for the last 12 months he been waiting for you to f up
so he can shut your operation down
set you up then sent you up
(Chorus Three)
now you stuck
ready to sing like thats the in thing
but in the bing
thats gonna get you f'd
they gonna split you up
then zip you up
never ever be just forever be a wannabe
(Outro)
you know they say if he talk alot he prolly talk to cops right? sssshhhhh
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12. |
Third Eye Blind
03:21
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One time for your mind
Two times for your mind
Three times for your mind
One time
(Verse One)
Keep you sleep mass hypnosis
so they control you when you wake
playing with your fate
you thinking backwards up wake or sleep die
and stop screaming do or die if you ain't ready to die
most these rebels would rather run than ride
type to hype up the riot then run and hide
if you had to put down the mic and get it on for the sake of the unborn
would you do it? would you catch a bullet?
for a strangers baby
or stare at ya neighbors seed while that baby bleed
what if that genocide and torture was on your front porch
instead of ya daily read from ya favorite feed
better believe it already is
wanna know what ____ is just ask your kids
what if I told you your curtains don't work or the walls had ears
what if I told you that TV you been watching been watching you for years
(Chorus)
Eye in the sky monitor mankind
virtual insanity third eye blind
they say reality is overrated and thinkin is a bore
tell you it aint safe no more stay indoors
your voice too loud silence
peaceful protests always end in police violence
righteous got on they blinders
and so called revolutionaries on that punk ish
third eye blind kids
(Verse Two)
Plastic pastors burning books
nevermind what man thinks better ask God if thats a good look
Some use religion to hide their evils
others truly believe while they just get deceived doo
secret pockets in they robes lined with greed
when the OG descend to lead we gonna see
who rides and who screams conspiracy
let your science save you then
the real repent
I keep an eagle eye out for serpents slithering in the slime
and an open third eye for signs of end times
cyclops OG told me sometimes he sky watch
and count the chemtrails
while they watch us from the sky collecting intel
in they sky net while we sign up soul searching in they webspace
all the while deleting any trace of freedom
wheres johnny connor when ya need em
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
They call us boisterous we call us voices for the voiceless
trying to create choices for those that feel choiceless
most just pose questions
the answers fingerpainting in your living room
laughing at cartoons you just seemed to tune em out soon as they was out the womb
that's how you lost tune
and if the next two
generations feel neglected as the last two
the world doomed
(Chorus)
(Outro)
We don't need any more rappers, athletes, dancers, politicians, critics, or actors we need more teachers,
peace to KRS One, Chuck D, all the teachers
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(Verse One)
Sorry officer she don't wanna break the law
she just wanna put some love on the wall
the city look dull
a little inspiration mixed with aerosol
ugly space she make it beautiful
you probably seen her body but you never seen her face
next time you in the city walk with you head up and you might spot her lace
no copy no trace no paste
pure paint do it for the pure love no taint
she murder with the ink
but prefer writing burners to curve your thoughts and make you think
culture for the whole world to see and soon as she save some cheese
she heading overseas to spread the steez
but till then she out every night trying to paint her dreams
thousand words everytime her hands speak
street artist by night you wouldnt know it if you seen her in the day
cool calm demeanor 9 to five when she slave
but catch her after 12 she freestylin somewhere on a stealth tip in a bomber just bombin away
and the words on the wall read exactly
what her heart had to say
(Chorus)
Love is art , art is love, art is love love is art x4
(Verse Two)
On the otherside of the trolley tracks
young cat started throwing tags
trying to get his crew up
till he thought about it fell back and drew up
that first piece unleashed his style on the streets
and it was fresh but he was missing a piece
so he started studying the game around his way
like Zodak Kuya Dyse One and Persue
barely out his teens but so clean his technique mean
do his thing used to be for props now it's like he fiend
Hip Hop be the soundtrack as he let his thoughts play
bag full of tips and he ain't scared to spray
greens reds blues oranges and shades of grey
and though he know one day that paint gonna fade away
he put his heart on that wall anyway
cuz see kids the love will always remain
thats why yesterday that old man
you thought was crazy
burned a wall in broad day
for his brother that passed away
and the words on the wall read exactly
what his heart had to say
it said
(Chorus)
(Scratching by DJ Roli Rho)
(Outro)
This is dedicated to anybody and everybody that ever put their soul into their art
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14. |
Galleria ft Z2DAO
02:33
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Chorus
Hip Hop Gallery every painting ain't the same
every sculpture is unique in it's own way
every lyric drew a scene that was sketched into a verse
that's how I breathe life into my body of work
(Verse)
Van Goh flow lend me an ear
and I'm a sketch a masterpiece for the streets and leave it right here
etch my name in the beats like my bredren in southeast
leak the literature reach the sinister preach to ministers
crystal skull links the physical with the spiritual emcees hysterical
funny style got you blinded by they visuals
to mask the lack of factuals in they lyricals
lets take it back to the beginning though
style traditional, roll with a bunch of west coast originals
factors and I ain't talking bout no rappers
stick to the script type individuals
ain't no actors
all authentic certafied
cali classics with no asteriks
G Funk in my backpack right next to boombap
disrespect the west homey you don't wanna do that
myer lansk on my friar ish fire spliff the size of a friar bat
hidden inside the lining of my friar hat
Rhymeside Internat barely sleep insomniac
we livin the dream
track crack we on that
microphone fiends
light greens and beat machines
cartel west fresh like new d's
might squeeze like pythons till you can't breathe
spit the venom in ya face till you can't see
I Emcee in other words G
Infinite Eclectics Move Crowds Everywhere Eternally
ride solo but when I mic check it's like it's ten of me
attitude like you ain't friend of me you enemy
respect the code what i was told by the OG
and that I will uphold till there's no me
this thing of ours is secret so beware
only time you should open your mouth is in a dentist chair
(Chorus)
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15. |
Act Like You Know
04:19
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Act Like You Know
Dope like using heroin for pencil lead
writing on coca leaves held together by hemp thread
off in the head wheres my meds
off with his head
dare disrespect whole style dead
place ya bets
and bet if you ain't bet on the set expect an upset
dubs up two blunts now watch me dubstep
give a f if you don't f with this
my whole state love the spit
Cali love the world don't got enough of it
pen of a villain
michaelangelo
penning ceilings penning feelings let them other suckas catch them
im tryin to pen a million and cash em
then spread love through my faction in true Cali fashion
feel like braille when I free
Book of Eli in mp3
speakers quaking hands shaking
I ate too many emcees
I claim to be invincible
just invisible
SD Original
Betta act like you know
Act like you know
Betta act like you know
Bottom of Cali you can call us Cali's soul
Betta act like you know
Act like you know
Betta act like you know
Sabotawj serve the cavi cold
Bottom Of Cali you can call us Cali's soul
Blunts n beats jookin every nook n cranny
then I'm on to the next lick like every crook in Cali
west flow hella fresh doe like kangols n khakis
bending angles demons n angels in my backseat
trying to steer my concious like a taxi
media say to be a legend you gotta die young n tragically
I think I'll pass
Lose ya mind or sell your soul if you wanna blow
I think I'll pass
but I don't wanna sell my soul I just wanna sell this soul
take this art as far as it can go
dream in color and sleep with open windows
find me wherever the wind blows
kickin flows with my kinfolk over hempsmoke
words elope and poems are born out of struggle and hope
spilling gems infectious blends spreading like germs though
iller than them my verbal terminal
Betta act like you know
Act like you know
Betta act like you know
Bottom of Cali you can call us Cali's soul
Betta act like you know
Act like you know
Betta act like you know
Sabotawj serve the cavi cold
Bottom Of Cali you can call us Cali's soul
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What We Become
03:46
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With decision comes consequence
that's common sense but honest
it's hard to think long term when yours the only coffin left
cuz all of yours done bit a bullet or caught a bid
homey lost his mind in the game and I don't blame him
I'm barely sane as I'm saying this a little off in the head
but all the way on when its time to get the bread
and I know its all the way on when they see ya getting bread
so I move humble no flossing ends for fake friends
drop gems on my bredren instead
of tossing them spare change
we been the same for too long I think we all agree we can spare a change
circumstance only a curtain covering chance
take front stage only way to advance
grow or disappear
is that not the reason why we all here?
I ain't no saint I just paint the world with words
put a little color where it ain't
then put it out, give it to the world like what you think
I'm just happy some of you dumbies still remember how to think
now think, why it always take a wake for us to wake up
next time you feel like playin God little homey you should wake up
now put down your piece and put up your peace if you can relate to us
go ahead and sang with us
(Chorus)
Sometimes you gotta grind to survive where we from
when you providing for your daughters and your sons
everybody and they momma got a gun
bet the rev won't run
even he got one
Man look what we become y'all
look at what we done x2
(Verse Two)
Tons of guns everybody getting strapped
who knew that old rap would still be such a cold fact
peace to Guru everybody wanna be a gangstarr
floodin the boulevards till them bullets rain hard
corrupted mentality
retail blurred line between art and reality
ps3 kids don't know what 2 times 3 is
but can tell me what a RPG is?
and his so called homey sold his sister a crack rock
so he taking black ops to the black top
y'all letting games n hollywood raise your daughters n sons
y'all know pg really stand for pussy and guns
now everyone wanna pimp a bitch pitch pot or lick a shot
parents blame yourselves before you point at Hip Hop
broken souls weaken spirits
blocks bleeding corner crying listen close and you can hear it
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