Watts In Me

Aaaah yeah! Some of that West Coast shit Live from the Soul Den For y'all that don't know, I'm the one they call Skin Deep And I'm from that city they call Watts And I got a little Watts in me But uuuh, I got somebody over here that's gon' tell you a little story Yo PB! Tell 'em what it is This is Watts in me, all day, born and bred No other place, I'd rather be born instead We show love for ours But the love extends across the globe to those who dig these bars From palm trees, to bomb green, if it all seems Like we're living in the land of dreams, by all means Forever, rockin that, purple and gold Never mind the haters we put hurtin' on those Frickin liars, they claim our attitude is pious Nah, we turnt up! Yeah, I'm biased, it's all good So bump this on Avalon or the Ten Tray Let's tighten up the bond cuz we share the same fate Blue, red, and Brown and to all those in between I'm all about that Dub the Black fist and stackin' green MP, he told y'all we grew up in the bottom That's how it was and is now watch him Yeah it's Watts in me, from 99th to Locke And all that's in between lessons learned from these blocks Yeah it's Watts in me, where Magicians played at Gompers This way is the West Side, that way it is Compton Yeah it's Watts in me, from the Towers to parades Where dime pieces were women and still hand out fades Yeah it's Watts in me, it's the home of '65 We let the world know it ain't a thing to start a riot It's Payback, I pledge allegiance to the movement I'm straight outta Watts and I don't need a meme to prove it You can tell when I walk in Authentically hood bred east of the 110 Jheri curl and sweatsuit where dollar signs appeared At 16 ghetto tat Turkish rope left ear, jeeah Never banged but swayed by ghetto politics Spots got popped, hotter than a pot of grits We had no pot to piss, but now we urinate freely When you see me these greenies are what I'm out to get South Central Los Angeles, where brothers get squeezed Barbecue sauce sandwiches, and government cheese Now I'm callin' on my Gz take ya dub and throw it up Black and Brown in unity no more need for locin' up Come together like Aerosmith, in the land of bliss Sexy ladies, bomb green, and crackin' fifths Yeah it's Watts in me, from 99th to Locke And all that's in between lessons learned from these blocks Yeah it's Watts in me, where Magicians played at Gompers This way is the West Side, that way it is Compton Yeah it's Watts in me, from the Towers to parades Where dime pieces were women and still hand out fades Yeah it's Watts in me, it's the home of '65 We let the world know it ain't a thing to start a riot L.A. dweller, right bicep, hood tatted Platinum chin wit da mic still nice I'm good at it Gettin better with age, like Magic, count the ways Watts in me, since back in the day, was bumpin' Spade Salute to the Mixmaster, and D.O.C Sowed the seeds followed his lead to flow like a sick bastard And rose from the epicenter Of crack rocks, bangin, hookin, the ghetto triangle no Tex Winter That's why I do this, for the voices unheard Underserved, these herbs runnin off to the burbs But never give a dime back, sittin on stacks While the hood's bein hacked Chris is on the attack That's why even if I'm miles from home The Ten-Tray is where my heart lies, that's til the cows come home No need to bounce alone, throw ya hands up It's that's Watts in Me, the West Coast anthem Yeah it's Watts in me, from 99th to Locke And all that's in between lessons learned from these blocks Yeah it's Watts in me, where Magicians played at Gompers This way is the West Side, that way it is Compton Yeah it's Watts in me, from the Towers to parades Where dime pieces were women and still hand out fades Yeah it's Watts in me, it's the home of '65 We let the world know it ain't a thing to start a riot