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Coast to Coast Gangstas

Sauce Money

The Streetsweeper, Vol. 1

2003

Mack elevens and M-16's
High caliber, so why try it?
You live by it, so you die by it
A muthafuckin' gun...

[WC]
Who's the man with the strap in his

I've got Polar Seltzer in my blood
C'mon by
Its Free

I heard a knock on my door
A stranger looking for me
There was sawdust and deathtraps 
As far

around
Even though everyone knows everyone round here
I knew this town like the back of my hand
Now some days I feel like a stranger in my own home land

Smash

Outlawz

Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean]

2000

eatin chips
Sittin on the porch by our house, leavin something in a stash
How do we outlast? Always keep cash

[Spice 1 - Verse 4]
Sittin on the scene,

bowl to the braids
Went from house to house
Slept on couches
Lost our section 8
Shout out to Ms. Rhonda she was cool
She even let us stay
We used to ride

Her name was Charlotte
She lived in my dorm on the second floor
I was a freshman
I think she was a sophomore
The TV in the commons called the play by

free when your brain's in prison?
I'm by myself but I'm still with the coalition
You don't make moves you're only just hoping and wishing
Criticize me

in the game bitin styles I walk in ya house and kick over ya fort
I got ppl on the internet stalkin me they just be lookin for somethin to report
I be

Out in public
I just wanna buy some groceries
Don't wanna have to deal with
Strangers here approaching me
'Cause of of them might come to
Me and say

a Paul Allen in vacant loft
Warrants bein' filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman when that cape is

back here
I wanna thank my mom my sister my brothers
Take out ya paper I’m teaching a lesson
Intro to smith and a Wesson
People they love me I give em

Can tell y'all never really been through pain 
Being broke made me go insane 
I talk to Dinero call me strange 
When I die just bury me in chains 
Pull

by my side, ain't got no strangers
In my line of sight, put you in danger
Hold 'em up, hold 'em up, hold 'em up
I can see it on their faces, drop they

in a life that's passed
Feels so distant now
In my parents' house
In my parents' house, there are new things
Strangers to my memory
This ain't what my

nigga please
My enemies  gone cease  by any means
Hey World don't deny me I'm a G  County fades
Sharp shanks in the cage it is what it is  I ain't never

Hundred. Free Cheap. Free Homie.Free smoke Free smoke. 

Free Smoke. Free TJ. Free beats by the DJ. Nothing free out of Eastbay. Running shoes on me each

I Want da Mic

Kool Keith

A Much Better Tomorrow

2000

Greasing my status Wolly Smith want to change gears
One-to one-to three-four man slappin' five
People in the back fidge your face, while I rip it live
I

the present, they gone feel my presence
You can't dim my light 'cause I'm luminescent

I rose from the ashes of the smoking section
I seen a stranger in my

town
Now these bitches want me around
Nigga I'm   Counting it all up by the Grand
It was all in the plan
Whiles Theirs blood in the sand
I'm turning g

I was raised in a devilish basement
Beneath a bleached white house full of mirrors
I was trained in the art of illusion
And learned why true love

sleep but
It can buy a bed do you possess money or by
Money are you possessed
Money can buy you a house but
It can't buy a home
So even with money you

things
In the same house slept two dope fiends
My uncle bought me a brand new psp
But it disappeared at the first sighting
I ain’t never had no trust in my

mention of a party
At an early summer afternoon
At myself reflected in a pretty stranger's eyes
For the littlest of whiles
I went back into the apartment

breakfast halfway gone, torn and thrown but freshly baked shortly before

She's just a stranger on a long list of strangers to those passing by down her