I'm a L.A. brawler, Gracie Academy loiterer More shows get my up Six deep, packed in a Explorer I the whole world but never been to Florida
They holdin' my shit, all By the time the shit drop, I already been there The game's fucked, a soundalikes, it's sad Hard to tell the difference like they fake Louis
I don't with that industry flow What I do fuck with is industry dough BMI, EMI, all that A side deal with who? Why not, I sign at?
I used to do unto others, the difference This year with things in my best interest This ain't the new, it's the old way back Click it or Ticket, man they us to stay strapped
Act like you know, now if not ASAP This way was different shit, I afraid to face that This time, up my mind, on my grind On James Brown, it's the Big Payback
Four by four, eight by Twenty by twenty bars, I Four by four, by eight Twenty by bars, I demonstrate
Still blastin' Spit and put the away, passion to play Mashin' my way this Babylon Out the gate I get up, I'm the one to on
Luxury lyrics, I give of charge Yeah, right, my daughters don't me down, pride and truth The immaculate Dilated crew
Four by four, by eight Twenty by twenty bars, I this down the block and you'll be like G's Movin' on up George and Louise
On the low, in the cut, all about my My folks, came up, in L.A. streets I knock and I bump, like They lock, up, for eight fifteens
Defari is a of truth If you wanna proper etiquette in the booth Hey 'Ru is like sunshine, just one rhyme
Four by four, by eight by twenty bars, I demonstrate Four by four, by eight Twenty by bars, I demonstrate
I'm on that Richard Pryor, Bruce Lee, Ali Bob Marley, Hendrix, Salvador Dali Now we rap Hughes and Maya Angelou Out the disco Xanadu, hip-hop for the
Now the beat swing numchuk I'm like Jim Kelly tellin' sucker MC's down Heavy with the heavenly spittery And strike energy, rockin' cleverly pitchin' heat
Fernando Valenzuela, original Lost Angels, Atzlan to danger my travel agent, have her arrange South America, South and Southeast Asia
Then back to Mid-City we and get busy In fact, Drev's barbecue and Hustle got The way I bully muscle the track Thank God, I never focused on hustlin'
It's Rakaa with educated animal rap I still fight back and question when handin' me scraps In the fresh jacket with the sheepskin black With the "Rest in Peace, Rob One" piece on the back,
Four by four, by eight Twenty by twenty bars, I Four by four, by eight by twenty bars, I demonstrate