I'm a L.A. brawler, Academy hallway loiterer shows get my pre-orders up Six deep, in a Ford Explorer I toured the world but never been to Florida
They holdin' my shit, all By the the shit drop, I done already been there The fucked, a thousand soundalikes, it's sad Hard to the difference like they fake Louis bags
I don't fuck with that flow I do fuck with is that industry dough BMI, EMI, all that A side deal with who? Why not, where I at?
I used to do unto others, the difference This year with things in my best interest This ain't the new, the old from way back Click it or Ticket, man they forcin' us to strapped
Act like you know, now if not ASAP This way was different shit, I ain't afraid to face This time, made up my mind, on my On some James Brown, the Big Payback
Four by four, by eight by twenty bars, I demonstrate Four by four, by eight by twenty bars, I demonstrate
Still blastin' Spit and put the cash away, passion to Mashin' my way through this Out the I get up, I'm the one to gamble on
Luxury lyrics, I give free of Yeah, right, my daughters starve me down, pride and truth The Dilated Peoples crew
Four by four, eight by 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 and I bump, like 8:15's lock, brothers up, for eight fifteens
Defari is a method of If you wanna know proper etiquette in the Hey 'Ru is like sunshine, just one rhyme
Four by four, eight by by twenty bars, I demonstrate Four by four, eight by by twenty bars, I demonstrate
I'm on that Pryor, Bruce 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 numchuk style I'm Jim Kelly tellin' sucker MC's duck down Heavy artillery with the heavenly And third strike energy, rockin' cleverly heat
Fernando Valenzuela, slangster Lost Angels, to beautiful danger Call my agent, have her arrange South America, South Africa and Southeast
Then back to Mid-City we stack and get In fact, Drev's and Hustle got 'gnac The way I manhandle muscle the track Thank God, I never focused on hustlin'
It's Rakaa with educated animal rap I still fight back and question when they me scraps In the fresh Denim jacket with the sheepskin the "Rest in Peace, Rob One" piece on the back, yeah
Four by four, eight by Twenty by twenty bars, I by four, eight by eight Twenty by bars, I demonstrate