Lyrics:
Uh-huh-uh East coast (yeah)
Uh-uh-uh-huh-uh West coast (Uh-huh-uhhh)
Down in the dirty (where?)
Dirty dirty (aha ha)
C'mon
(Chorus)
(Rock
Uh-huh-uh East coast (yeah)
Uh-uh-uh-huh-uh West coast (Uh-huh-uhhh)
Down in the dirty (where?)
Dirty dirty (aha ha)
See'mon
[Chorus]
(Rock
Uh-huh-uh East coast (yeah)
Uh-uh-uh-huh-uh West coast (Uh-huh-uhhh)
Down in the dirty (where?)
Dirty dirty (aha ha)
C'mon
(Chorus)
(Rock
me, have a ball
I hit it once and I don't have to call
See, I just smash em all before I pass em all
Steady rep the east coast, smokin' on that west
guillotine stare
Right there, my every word, a fucking nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my dogs: down to die for y'all
duckin from my guillotine stare
I'm right there; my every word, a fuckin' nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my dogs down
In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are running wild
there in the east coast lockdown facilities. Im talkin about clinton, rikers, jolead, you know every prison in the whold fuckin world man, thats like you
to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you
played toast
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without
Like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
25
the big city and the small towns
I go to New York City, on the East Coast
Get your guap with a light and a repost
Bitch don't ask me, what I do it for
I
a shot for my niggaz, holla, where ya at?
East coast, that's right, get it crunk
Get drunk, that's right world, don't get it fucked up
I'm on the course,
the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin life without fear
Puttin 5 karats in my
play me close
Like butter play toast
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls
they're both aligned
Bring that East Coast mindset to the upper Midwest
Are you even really living if you're not constantly stressed?
Ring ring on my phone,
impression, from the beginning
We get to sinning
All up and down the East coast yo
We banging women
The Beatnuts and Common Sense
Is steady trucking got
foul
On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia
From the poppy an extraction
Called Criddacktonite
Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy
Their
on a track see you fools are a snack
To the meal that I eat, I appeal to the beat
All you people keep talking got my ear to the street
And I hear everything
God, oh my God, oh my God
There's a million MCs that claim they want some
But see, I create sounds that make your ears go numb
Peace to Sayres Ave,
(Hey)
Let's go rest more get slowed
I'm like F hoes they mentored I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catching
(Hey)
Let's go rest more get slowed
I'm like 'f hoes they mentored I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catching
on yo list
Pretty sure it was Cole, Drake, Larry June, me and Spitta
By the time you hear this, it be, early Yesvember
Wrote this verse on October first
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
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