Lyrics:
wild, that's how I was brought up (watch out)
The OG's look so, we're just doing what you taught us
Cubic Zirconia, man, these niggas ain't clear (ayy)
The sky is sunny side up year round
Hella palm trees growing out the ground
Mountains stacked for miles and miles
Living life in the domesticated
like an animal
Hunt me down from the chase and take me by the neck
Lock me up in a cage and this is what you get
Another hundred in rage and we
The United States Government Presents:
I was born in Coastal Maine
Then moved away south of LA
San Diego knows my name (yo, what up Zach?)
But,
I don't care a lot about stuff and things,
Really preservation isn't easy,
Just sit by another slides
Right past unnoticed yeah
There were no
this biz
And ridin' with no jimmy 'cause I'm cautious of another kid
Easily she's movin' south, easily she pulls it out
Easily she opens her mouth, I
[Tech N9ne]
Hey!! Step right up muthfuckas
And get all the pussy you want
This is the place where you can get all types of pussy!!
We got.. Black
I went out the door this morning
Walked along the concrete cracked and aged by elements that don't discriminate and don't give warning
And I walked
up
The picnic basket
Yo we're not asking
Lovers rollin' on the grass
Better watch asss
As we're rollin' by
Because you're going to fuckin' die
incredible.
So who want a date with Andre?
Pick you up late in my '88 hyundai.
Tell your mom that her daughter's the bomb,
Bring her home tomorrow with
or get smoked
We come by the masses you come and get choked
If you take me for a fool I'll take you for a joke
Tired of fast food so they cooked up dope
Bridge just south of town
They've been working on it for years now
Just about finish up 'fore it occurs to anyone
They built that damn thing just
place
Cross the bay bridge rollin' with Dre and we blaze
A chronicle, 30 of Kush up in the optimo
We roll trees by the bush when we rock a show
The (?)
before my eyes a big surprise is backed up by the devil
But I'm on another level, ever is Fly stayin' down
Let my pimpin' reign forever, conin' king
[Mr. Sancho]
This is for the riders for the south siders
The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us
Rollin deep through your streets
maids do my chores
I slap all the demons
Get weighed on triple beamas
I got a dirt hairy plus a pair of purdy Ninas
Raised on the south side
stride with self-esteem
If you down me I will beam
Right up in the day and moonlight this here Earth has never seen
Is your initiative generated by your
The mighty badlands
South Dakota
I'm tired of sitting down
We said goodbye to Seattle
It's seven am now
Should I be saved? I'm going home
(Bailiff)
Order in the court!
(Judge)
The courtroom asks Carlos Coy to step up to the witness stand.
Do you swear to tell the truth, nothing but
the same.
But way down South the music got the mojo.
It's all homegrown.
You won't hear it on the radio.
Call it what you want but to me it's the good old
ears, brother
Head up high and spread your wings wide
Words of love must be amplified when times are low
Let's spend some time and sing together
Sing
cruel tradition
Red, white and black eyes forever
Somewhere south of respect tonight
This tension's wrapped up nice and tight
The static's felt but
signed, had twenty, no cappin'
Post at the corner store, Drac' in my jacket
Hop in the Scat', hit the curb, get active
AR-15 hit 'em up, flip 'em
to make it last
For the rest of the year
So wrap yourself up
I'll keep you by the tree
But I don't see too much point
In anything else underneath
And I know
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