I'm a L.A. brawler, Gracie hallway loiterer More shows get my up Six deep, packed in a Ford I toured the whole world but never been to
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 the difference like they fake Louis bags
I don't fuck with industry flow What I do fuck with is that industry BMI, EMI, gimme all A side deal with who? Why not, I sign at?
I used to do unto others, this the This year fuck with in my best interest ain't the new, it's the old from way back Click it or Ticket, man forcin' us to stay strapped
Act like you know, right now if not This way was different shit, I ain't to face that This time, up my mind, on my grind On James Brown, it's the Big Payback
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blastin' away Spit and put the cash away, passion to my way through this Babylon Out the gate I get up, I'm the one to on
lyrics, I give free of charge Yeah, right, my don't starve Holdin' me down, and truth The immaculate Dilated Peoples
by four, eight by eight Twenty by twenty bars, I Beat this down the block and 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, brothers up, for fifteens
Defari is a method of If you know proper etiquette in the booth Hey 'Ru is like sunshine, just one rhyme
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I'm on that Richard Pryor, Lee, Muhammad Ali Bob Marley, Hendrix, Salvador Dali Now we rap Langston and Maya Angelou Out the Xanadu, hip-hop for the streets
Now the beat swing numchuk I'm Jim Kelly tellin' sucker MC's duck down Heavy with the heavenly spittery And third strike energy, rockin' cleverly heat
Fernando Valenzuela, slangster Lost Angels, to beautiful danger my travel agent, have her arrange South America, South Africa and Asia
Then back to we stack and get busy In fact, barbecue and Hustle got 'gnac The way I manhandle bully the track Thank God, I focused on hustlin' crack
It's Rakaa with that animal rap I still fight back and question they handin' me scraps In the fresh jacket with the sheepskin black With the "Rest in Peace, Rob One" piece on the back,
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