Lyrics:
20 year my high school graduation
I might go in my bag and send them on a paid vacation
You never sold a brick I understand the fascination
He think
and Mac Keak the last don
East Oakland the land of the side show
Richmond, Frisco, to the Valley Jo
I'm riding side ways, this way and that way
Door's
No East High, no Tomcat, not ‘bout that
Ya got that?
It was Fox Valley Mall when I was small
Got stuff
But today it sucks, my opinion, capitalism
know now
Yeah, that petty shit will have you cased up and locked down
I dips, over to East Point, still actin a fool
Wasting my time in the school
know now
Yeah, that petty shit will have you cased up and locked down
I dips, over to East Point, still actin a fool
Wasting my time in the school
Life is fast, some choose to be quicker
I remember in high school she had a passion to sing
Now she see herself in a casket in dreams
These are
(?)
We got the now 609
661 and 409 on the valley grind
We got the 405 West Bay
707 North Bay 408 South Bay
But its all Norte
The (?) of east bay 925
and Mac Keak the last don
East Oakland the land of the side show
Richmond, Frisco, to the Valley Jo
I'm riding side ways, this way and that way
Door's
only god knows
Rollin’ rollin’ hills keep goin’
Yeah the hills keep goin’
High school was an hour drive east
But her grandparents right down the street
Enough talking bitch boy
You've been warned already
Back in high school I was already a savage
Kambako na joe cause am no average
That's where you first
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
the highway with the high beams
Stop it second captain--they all wanna be on my team
All the way from Egypt, went from deserts to the valley
Runnin' down
grow up, I'll be the livest"
Well known threw the high school
Little knucklehead, gettin high too
Fightin in class, rockin Levi shoes
Short ass suit,
We were motherfuckin' kickin' doors nigga (lil' blicky, doo-doo)
Upgraded, high point now (motherfuckin' TVs and shit, nigga)
Upgraded, 50, .45
outside of the bar cause his pussy ass can't even smoke none
Athletes was beatin' ya' bitch in high school, smackin' like band with they drums
Youngin'
school, nigga, I went to class high
Baptized in fire, a wicked nigga with mad rhymes
Plus where I live in the hood, they sling mad dimes
Hit the park,
nigga don't pass me know pre roll keeping it old school bumping on Whittier and Montebello and East Los. Hennessy mixed with Coke I be sippin all up in my
on the streets as a worker
Was a very fast learner
School never taught me how to be a earner
Before you mothafuckers bother me just take
A look at this economy
don't like you
You a whack bum and you peaked in high school
You get jacked son I ain't talking Michael
I don't like fakes I don't take breaks
Where I
Schools, take 8.
DIRECTOR: Action!
NARRATOR: Defeat at the castle seems to have utterly disheartened
King Arthur. The ferocity of the French taunting took
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