1.Clones
Don't act surprised, you do
Bad inside, you know
Fantasize, who are they
That ain't wise, who's to say
Idolize, these lies
I despise, those lies
I don't really, wanna be
The clone they wanna see me be
We break the barrier, smash the mold up
Awake the terrier and latch a hold up
My mind soul body, it's time to grow up
Not like the Gotti's, no sign to throw up
Neither, you can leave that to Beaver
I'm on detox, don't clog my receiver
I see the light and I'm reaching
Y'all wanna be alike, H2 leasing
Pimps, y'all some
Congratulations, that's awesome
I'ma draw something different 'cause I got imagination
My cup runneth over, I'll show ya
The situation's, this not bliss
House on your wrist but your mama ain't rich
You's a bitch, that ain't honorable shit
Monkey see, monkey do
Monkey see, monkey do
Monkey see, monkey do
Monkey see, monkey do
Don't act surprised, you do
Bad inside, you know
Fantasize, who are they
That ain't wise, who's to say
Idolize, these lies
I despise, those lies
I don't really wanna be the clone they wanna see me be
Don't feed me no cribs
I don't give a fuck how we live, some overgrown kid
Hella tattoos, worshipping Scarface
Y'all some actors strung out car chasing
Far placing how lucky you is, and how stupid you are
Fiending for a court case, trying so hard
Crying to the people, I am so scarred--
Mommy didn't love me
All y'all chase rats with cats who die fast and drink bubbly
You think ugly, somebody nudge me
If I ever put material above me
And pull me to the side, set me straight
Like an old school player never lied
I really wanna change the world and save the world
Don't really wanna bang your girl, save your girl
She living in the club, you living on a dub
Sack and four rims 'cause you don't know the meaning of love
Monkey see, monkey do
Monkey see, monkey do
Monkey see, monkey do
Monkey see, monkey do
Don't act surprised, you do
Bad inside, you know
Fantasize, who are they
That ain't wise, who's to say
Idolize, these lies
I despise, those lies
I don't really, wanna be
The clone they wanna see me be
2.Artsy
You ain't artsier than me＊
Cuz you got sideburns and a vintage tee
I said you ain't artiser than me
Cuz you pluck a guitar, that ain't fuckin bizarre
You ain't artsier than me
Cuz you live in Los Feliz, bitch you ain't Jesus
You ain't artsier than me
I got a colorful vocab, watch the low jab
So what you're vegan？
It shows in your presence, you be geekin'
And you been seekin' the same light
Speakin' of game like the enemy, hang tight
I got a tail about 6 foot 1 by infinity
Full of sun, rain ＆ potential energy
All you saw were the K-Swiss
Clean, crisp, creased jeans means this
So you thought and dipped
My walks hip, thoughts; hipper
unzip the zipper
No I don't wear hemp or drink liquor
And that don't make me the man, just a little bit sicker
Spit kicker with an eye for the big dipper
From an island cliff emerges a loud whisper
And I'm proud of this, it's my art
You doin yoga just to look the part.
You ain't artsier than me
Cuz you chop up breaks and you dig in the crates
You ain't artsier than me
You just a trendy lesbian, dreadlock thespian
You ain't artsier than me
Cuz you make weed brownies and knit wool hats
You ain't artsier than me
You pseudo-elitest old-school sap
Don't let an 808 scare ya
Shake stripes off your shirt and clear the whole area
I'm a humanoid too
and if you're cool with me then I'll look past the void in you
instead of through
I'm down with VW's and flossed-out caddys on 22's too.
I bang for good
Fools, kill for nothin'
I build for somethin'
Family and peace
Hand me the piece
I'll hit it, I'm social
Hear my opinion
I'm proud, I'm vocal
Local in a foreign place
More digital than dusty
but trust me, I be tourin' space
You be whorin' at a comfortable pace
You be skippin a chore to jump in a race
I be bumpin my bass like you collect comics
I'm not weird, I'm honest
You ain't artsier than me
Cuz you only read books, don't watch T.V.
You ain't artsier than me
Cuz you shop at Whole Foods in open-toed shoes
You ain't artsier than me
Cuz you speak real soft and drink Chai tea
You ain't artsier than me
I recycle too, I'm kinda like you
I just look cleaner, grown demeanor
Wear deodorant, registered voter
And a tree hugger too
Not in these clothes
Me lova you but it's gotta be both ways
Most days I'm earthy, stay grounded
Often it's a paper chase, I'm well-rounded
Straight to face, townish
It's all boundless
I make it sound universally dope
Overcome adversity, reshape the worst of me
Do it for the love and release it commercially
Like a blockbuster started at Sundance
Can't stop man you only get one chance
Presentation is key, hesitation ain't see
Innovation is my A-R-T
Dedication is free, occupation is me
Innovation is my A-R-T
You ain't artsier than me
Cuz you drive a hybrid and carpool with three
You ain't artsier than me
Cuz you a 16th Mexican, you ain't ethnic
And you ain't artsier than me
You just a broke ass poet with the same old cadence
You ain't artsier than me
We was conscious first, welcome to Earth
3.The Bay To LA
Take Me to L.A. (4x)＊
Back to the Bay (4x)
I grew up in the bay
So I'm down to earth
I live in L.A.
That means I'm down to work
I Got a laid back style
But I like to floss it
Vans and Chucks inside my closet
LA face with an Oakland booty
That's what my wife got
She don't act snooty
Ay that's a Bay thang
So come with that A game
But be on the A list
To see an LA Chick
Los Angeles we all can't handle it
Some call it plastic
That's just the half of it
Like the cows on the 5 when you mash you quit
That's a drive but it flies when you passionate
Yeah... I got family up north
Homies down south man it's all home court
We take it back and forth
Some Oakland Raiders
The Bay to LA, like Amoeba player
What did you think this was
LA to the Bay, the buzz
The buzz, the buzz
What did you think this was
LA to the Bay, the buzz
The buzz, the buzz
I keep my hustle you know
I make it go
The Bay to La, the Bay to LA
Uh, and all my homies say 'Rip! '
When I first got to the Bay, I straight tripped
Blood! blood!
What's that all about？
Tommy's got these broads sayin' blood in his house？
Cause, but I ain't thugged out
Ignorance off my chest I let it out
(It's all good) now I'm back on my grind
On telegraph with them fat ass dimes
(I got tapes) see the Bay got that lime
And LA we was still smokin brown at the time
Ugg, so when I got back home
Fools wasn't tryin to hear 3-54 zone
Hell naw! that's until they got blown
And they came to my door like cause it's on! Blood!
Now I'm goin back and forth
Greyhound hella green in my green Jansport
Tajai was the first dude I heard say hyphy
Back in '97 when nobody liked me
Or should I say liked us？
Packed in the RV didn't have a tour bus
No! But we had that heart though
Intrigued by that old freestyle LaMerk Part flow
LA, G-Funk and Bay Area slang
A, W up cause it's all the same
1996 was the Hall Of Game
Whole damn summer had the streets on flame
But I'm kind of ashamed
That I stepped on Mac Dre
Godfather of the game
Wake up, cake up, pilot auto
In Oakland it's taco's
LA I eat Rascos
Thought you thought
It is what it is
Los Angeles baby, by way of town biz
4.Breath
Well you can make any day the greatest day＊
Just visualize peace when you play this
I'm not saying my whole life's a meditative state
But I was calm cool collect when I lay this
Call me the grouch
But I don't get upset
Kick a verse through the speaker, get my guda then jet
Back to my fam
I live the life of a man
Two cars, two dogs, a wife and a plan
I told you I was making sense
All else will make you crazy like following trends
But keeping up with the neighbors won't save you
I'm deep enough to know myself, now that's major
And I'm proud of me
No male figure to teach me how to be, oh well
Too weak to reach outerly
I shoulda known, If all was good at home, I wouldn't have grown
I put it in poem to show 'em a better way
Something abstract and clever, not led astray
Break bread, make good, await
And we takin' this hip-hop back to self-creation
Meaning I can say whatever I want
And I don't gotta act a certain way to make a chunk
Ain't a chunk just because it's not the same as before
Temptation lures, but my aim is pure
It used to be stress, now it is breath
It used to be broke, now it's invest
It used to be faded, and now it's controlled
It used to be underground, now it's known
It used to be young, and now It's classic
It's still good music, and it still is magic
I still am feeling true to myself, my family, my friends, my
everyone else
And now I'm smarter
I put a filter on my water, and I bless my home cus I'm raisin'
a daughter
Can't be a porn addict no more, that's smaller than who I'm
supposed to be
Hoes, please don't holler {hey Grouch}
I can hear the call of the wild：
Another man down, swallowed by the mob of the crowd
But I hold my ground, speak loud, tell 'em：
Simple is the new cool, young fool
Sober is the new drunk
Pregnant's new skinny
How long you gonna fuck the world and ride on enemies？
Supply amenities, I use em
I don't rely on crutches though, plus it's oozin' out the pores
of my skin
Pure truth, and when combined with the beat, you feel the music
Literally healing movement
Watch the expressions change from blank to student
And all the people say 'don't stop doin' it'
So I won't be one to badly influence them again
Just feel my soul is ink from the pen
I think, fill a hole for every now and then
It used to be stress, now it is breath
It used to be broke, now it's invest
It used to be faded, and now it's controlled
It used to be underground, now it's known
It used to be young, and now It's classic
It's still good music, and it still is magic
I still am feeling true to myself, my family, my friends, my
everyone else
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