Crooked I - Black And Yellow

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The Westcoast ain't the same without me



cause I'm packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto



This how we do it in the LBC



packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto



zoop zoop this is COB



packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto



turn it up let it vibrate the streets



packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto



 



I'm from the hood where Grandparents are 35



I dont bang, I hustle but still I'm certified



last n-gga who shot I heard he died



cause my address is 187 East Murder Drive



all the pain in the my past I gotta verbalize



it can't stay on my head, I gotta circumcise



my tears drop on the song, they don't prefer the eyes



a chick left me for that but that was her demise



money cars and jewelry that sh-t had her astounded



she searched for the essence of me and bounced when she found it



I'm a complex figure, I'm a never ignorant, getting goals accomplished



grew up in a lot of projects, Lochness hotness n-gga



on a conquest to digest liquor



in a contest to progress quicker



than any in 2011, by making my thought process sicker



bigger, stronger, faster



homie tell me is it a fact



through negative you can make yourself a prisoner



if so I call them thoughts an unwelcome visitor



music is therapeutic, I'ma get help from listeners



I told you I'm so grow up I don't need therapy right



America's nightmare carries a mic



and I stay far away from snake fake character types

I vow to never f-ck with you like I married a dyke



keep it real when I make a joint



streets tried to break me, couldn't find my breaking point



the other night I had a dream



I seen God he was a beam of light



his physical form was human being like



he gave me a couple of warnings in order for me to keep my life



 



can't tell you what but I cna say that he was right



I dream 16′s homie I dont need to write



pick up a pen in oyur session, i'm just trying to be polite



cover my genius up cause rappers are envious



when I say I finished my verse they like 'is he serious”



5 minute lyricist with an emphasis on a structure



plus the details I describe in the sentances



mind you my timing better be live from the Genesis



I bet metaphors and one liners are limitless



first I'm on the West on some (?)



then the spit will be in Italy in a Gondola on some Venice sh-t



bars beyond bars has its benefits



I'm Favre, busted chin, fractured ankle,



I don't know when to quit (never)



and old rappers when see me, don't say hi



they call me 'cause I'm f-cking with Shady



I say okay bye



 



The Westcoast ain't the same without me



cause I'm packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto



This how we do it in the LBC



packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto



zoop zoop this is COB



packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto



turn it up let it vibrate the streets



packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto

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