Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Fatcaps

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

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

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

Not by capping a piece and dissing tags for
world-wide 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 wrong could mean your last day
Most set has a block and every block has a mad set
With sick evil fools who love to see blood-hit

L.A. area hip-hop under threats of
B-Boy culture in violence, as purpose is drifting
So tag-banger afraid to be a gangster
Get schooled on some roots and get mission together

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

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