spit a acapella from the cerebellum
These fake thugs, dying every day
I got a militant mind, war zone LA
This is paradise, shootings in the club
22 is my bitch, the 45 my son
Middle finger to the fuckin' machine
That got me independent if
I put that on the H, I was born to run
I break dark ness and make your day
Behind the music sits so much game
The life that I lead could make you bleed
It's a choke your ass out,
Drink with me, drink with me
That's me, so drink with me
Motherfucker pull it up for the L .A .C.
This a cutthroat logic with
Throwing paper in the air
So is it talking all that shit
Get you more than a scuffle
That's the word around town
Fuck a enemy frown in the
let's have a moment of silence
What's a roulette when it come
to a time with raw footage?
Fly off the balcony boy, the wait is over
but more killers than you think
Is it ready to pop, shoot em up
Now let's rock them squares
Is it all up in the kitchen
Drink with me, drink with me
That's me, so drink with me
Motherfucker pour it up for the LAC
You feel me, this for every side
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