w/ bruthas smokin on there damn we rollin hadnin the mic till we decide about the safe life california where i raised till this very day hell to pay for the ways of the blaze everyday a hundrend miles an hour souls been devoured never looked up above as push came to shove as it usually does
rejection doin all of these drugs w/ no direction by your whole congregation no empathy for my situation no place in society thats my reality] angry dont know whos the enemy im in deep hard to creep from city to city with all these hitters and the heat killin me stealin from me makes no sense to me so i keep it tight w/ the homies in the family heres a reality check from the streets of california keep your eyes wide open to whats really goin on yo things aint always what they seem xs2 were all smokin tryin broken homes chokin locos for pesos slingin dope by the case-os citys for niggaz causin pandemonium cottonmouth
bustin tracks from kid kreation me and t he artists who performed the hardest collaberations born and raised in the golden state servin up some dinner for southern conty imperial superial lyrical evolution of man for your political polution theres no solution for these county criminal minds just subliminal rhymes hypnotizing mankind heres a reality check... xs2
heres a reality check
see california the major growth industry are private security and penitentiary risin from the economies thats why the pigs got my homies lined up against the walls so the community can see that the po po wont go away open up your eyes and realize the land of sunny skeis disguised as paradise is a lie
heres a reality check....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
