Lyrics:
of Shams (yeah)
Spit that heat rock that make fiends make vapors of grams
Sham's is the greatest fan, rock big cables of sands
Valleys and trunks, I got
“Hey guys we’re in the Capitol Hill neighborhood of Seattle right now
I don’t know if you can hear me
But we have have police now advancing
born athlete, actor with a rap sheet
Contain live parts minority five stars
See me on it g'z at your neighborhood ball park
(Trigga)
Spark explosives
right out they socks
You cannot come how I come
You cannot rock how I rock (Yeah)
Call me bob the builder, I got mansion's in Terraia
Pitle Pen, scared
what am I write, simple I can do this
Like Popeye to Brutus, I’m your host like a stewardess
Fly with the neighborhood hi-jackin' fella
So prepare for
I gave the rock to, well who I paid to watch?
Be the lookouts, council meet at the cookout
Let's get drunk and discuss all the bad bitches we shook
rock and shit
Took it to another level
Now I'm getting crazy papes, getting paid from the devils
Another amateur trying to damage the pedigree
the crack rock and shit
Took it to another level
Now I'm getting crazy papes, getting paid from the devils
Another amateur trying to damage the pedigree
Order in the Court
Here ye, here ye, here ye
Step forward, Beachfront Vinny
The surf rock fraud charges before me
The High Surf Council Association
Order in the Court
Here ye, here ye, here ye
Step forward, Beachfront Vinny
The surf rock fraud charges before me
The High Surf Council Association
her Bible and her three little boys
At the Double Rock Baptist Church makin' a joyful noise
There's more than one way home
Ain't no right way,
to have it In a Major Way after I was on the late night grind
Strapped with nines and Desert Eagles, me and my weeples
Come deeper than them skinny
you know it rocks
Front vinyl holsters some acid pellets from the box
Big tanks sash German Spanish thoughts I be servin
More beggars in
a Rock star like the Beatles
I Got the eye of an eagle
On my way from zero to hero
In the trenches in that shithole
If I miss it today get it by tomorrow
The block's hot, the block's hot with top notch glock shots
Surrounded by fiends but in for slingers to drop rocks
The blue baggy bender boys, that's
not what, am I right? Simple I can do this
Like Popeye to Brutus, I'm your host like a stewardess
Fly with the neighborhood hijackin' fella
So prepare
you know it rocks
Front vinyl holsters some acid pellets from the box
Big tanks sash German Spanish thoughts I be servin
More beggars in
Trynna get straight but I gotta keep dealin'
Damn the rock landed on me, I'm a pilgrim
I got the juice believe it's that raw
Niggas ask me what's shaking
And I'm dying for your diamonds and gold
Woah
From a middle class neighborhood
From ninety-four to two thousand and five, I was up in Eagle Point then
top
Drop down and get your eagle on
Swoop in from sky's above
I'm cleaner than bar soap
Flyer than white dove
Heavy in multiple neighborhoods came with
crow pose.
Skinny a bean pole, I know.
Rap stay talking bout bringing it back.
Put the whole neighborhood on the map.
How that work when you're from
and secret neighborhoods
Los Feliz To Eagle Rock
Ride Topanga at the beaches
Stop!
Chorus
In LA
And I’m here to play
In LA
Let’s surf all day
In LA
I
gets wood
we're a long way now from the neighborhood and that supper bell
homemade sins and breakaway lambs
I've got my sights, set on Japan
like
the Eagle?
If she put money in my safe, the only way I keep her
Tell the opps to cop out now before this shit deeper
A nigga rock so much of Christian, had
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