We to drop these styles; it's no shock We rock the cops come and knock non-stop
We come from psycho and blocks We're gunshots low life in hip hop
Despite the rules I choose to be, one of the few Leavin you confused, and what got you all amazed How the we could be so blazed? It takes one block to fill your life terror Think of all your bullet holes embedded in your Bullet, and in the end, who gets shot By motherfuckers making hip We came here to get you high, represent underdogs On the hustle leading lives We die, we multiply; but we divide So how are we gonna You got your role, I got mine; don't cross Cause an intersection's another form of clash, we crash
Due to violent environments, terrorize rhyme events I'm bringing the streets to the stage, rockin your page L.a., street families are we legacies must be some type of way out of this pain Said the joker smokin weed train Take aim stop random cappin, shoot a captain
We came to drop these styles, no shock We rock the cops come and rock non-stop Do you rock or do you get locked in with glocks? The psycho realm's out your box We come from psycho and blocks We're raised by gunshots and low in hip-hop Do you rock or do you get locked in fights glocks? We come from psycho and blocks
Will dancing in the flesh accept somebody changes the music and the tune is death We don't dance bonfires We get stoned, tripped or In memory of those My exodus results in prejudice You ask us why, in poverty, we become Now let me tell you this: we don't choose to tote And on the corner is to avoid tax If you gun talk or hip-hop too much division So find a new mission or it'll We do our thing, talk slang, live on lanes Some do it for money, and others for the You're out playin games dangerous with aim How will you maintain before you get slain?
Clearing the but my soul is mad to act real bad Come across me c.o.m.e. out at n.i.g.h.t. Yeah, we the fuckin youth from the streets freely You see me pelon psyclone a metal rainstorm