Lyrical Exercise Lyrics

Ah……….(coughing)
Ah……….(coughing)
Back busting like semi’s
Please father forgive me
My mind lost in the clouds all off of that purple and remic
I got the heart of a soldier
Don’t trip cuz I’ll fold ya
Back in the day stay broke never got my face in them posters
You see im fading not sober
Beast not like Jehovahs
You know I represent the mothafuckin’ highpower soldiers
You see the king had a dream (dream)
Barack wanted change (change)
All of my life was known to bang just tryin’ to get paid
So I did that now I sit back puffin on six just like a kid that had no goddess swear on my fathers yes I’m livin my enemy silence
Smokin so much of that medical cush
I just cannot open my eyelids
I’m reppin that barrio subelo 13 till the day I’m retirin

I’m ridin them pistols fibring keep running and duckin sirens
All of my enemys know where I’m at but won’t do nothin about
Still deep when we represent still bust with no hesitant
Keep on talking that shyt we running up in your residence
Out to make impression yea banging like ever since I was 12 in rebail
In corteses and penitence
Lookin in the mirror decide to shave up my head
Creasing up my khakis pistol under my bed
On my sidewalk we ride little kids here will wet you up
Be careful of them bitches yea them tricks here will set you up
This is southern California where them Lakers and Dodgers play
Home of De La Hoya Fernando Vargas and Suga Shane
Now welcome to California homie
We wear packed vests
Kickin them dubs represent the muthafuckin wicked west
I’m comin with the villain and I’ma hitting where it hurts
Leavin my enemys stuck in the dirt
Levas be last I’m coming in first
Burst there goes your life in a hertz
Levas be runnin and runnin them down Criminals comin and shuttin them down
Comin to clown running around yes I’m coming and buckin the down
Not even second or third place
The only spot that’s open for you is first in a nerds race (hahaha)
I’m lyrically insane
Respected worldwide cuz the kids known to spit flames
They jockin because they’ve been watchin me
They pray that nothing can stop a G
I’m seriously sick of this side of me givin the game a survivallry
And I’m sick of this Latin rap fuck you crabs in the bucket
I’m a beast in my habitat
Fools be acting stupid as fuck like they puff never had a sack
So after this album fuck the game you can have it back
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Lyrics submitted by Abel.