Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Fatcaps

Twelve was the age that set me off the graff style
zapp bumping, gang banging was hype with the juvenile
Graff my mind which led to expression and thought
Seventh and Hill, I used to bus kill with snap and

Fake bus passes with all city
and outsides going up was a must
Paying much from the Valle to Los
One-Times is on the sweat and they jacking for

full of Fatcaps, so what's up and where you at
Tag-banging toys hit me up like you write ese
But I'm not about beef just the and sketches
And respect is gained from the of you phlexin'

Not by capping a piece and dissing for attention
Serious aerosolic expression
So the mind, hit some surface and stop trippin'
Pocket of Fatcaps, so what's up and where you at

Graffin' up in L.A., you act stupid and play
up in the wrong hood could mean your last day
Most set has a block and every block has a mad set
With sick fools who love to see blood-hit pavement

L.A. area hip-hop under of existing
B-Boy culture in violence, peace as is drifting
So afraid to be a real gangster
Get on some roots and get that mission together

Graffiti ghetto culture provider
activist don't want me to exist
Propagated media
Stereo-type you try to make me look the one with the gat and knife

after lies, classist racist and mythical
But Suburbia child is down with ghetto cultural
got three strikes, Skate gets all the love I got
Under the influence of the hardcore can't be stopped