Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Fatcaps

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

Fake bus passes with all access
Insides and outsides up was a must
Paying dues from the Valle to Los
One-Times is on the sweat and they for piece-books

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

Not by capping a and dissing tags for attention
Serious world-wide aerosolic
So focus the mind, hit surface and stop trippin'
Pocket full of Fatcaps, so what's up and you at

Graffin' up in L.A., you can't act stupid and
Striking up in the wrong hood could your last day
every 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 threats of
culture in violence, peace as purpose is drifting
So tag-banger to be a real gangster
Get on some roots and get that mission together

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

Lies after lies, classist racist and
But even Suburbia child is down with cultural
Fears got three strikes, Skate all the love I got
Under the influence of the hardcore that can't be