Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Fatcaps

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

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

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

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

Graffin' up in L.A., you can't act and play
Striking up in the hood could mean your last day
Most every set has a block and block has a mad set
With evil fools who love to see blood-hit pavement

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

Graffiti writer ghetto culture
Fascist activist don't want me to
Propagated hype
Stereo-type you try to make me like the one with the gat and knife

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