Sonset

[Intro] Oh yeah, it ain't over motherfuckers Yeah, we suppose to elevate not segregate And we got love for the East And I know the East got love for the West But there's certain niggas, you know what I'm saying? Wanna talk shit, dissing where I'm from So basically, for every action, there's an equal and opposite reaction [Hook] Now I'm a rap fan who never saw Bam Rock the park In the Bronx, but I still snap skulls in the dark [Verse 1] So can you recoginze shit is real When I shove this ampex 4-9-9 up your rectum I'm ready to bust every bitch nigga's cherry See these floods in January got me lookin' in the mirror Screamin' Bloody Mary Unnecessary representing, equal set tripping Divided by my tennis shoe pimping Got all ya'll niggas dipping, like Lipton Tea Bags, son His steelo Jeet Kune Do the way of the intercepting fist Intercepting every subliminal diss Geographic, prejudice against increments of incredulous legislature Psychologically, I masturbate with the hands of fate So bust nuts on Mother Nature, coming on your landscape I'm pressing California license plate For nigga's in all 50 fucking states But its biting me and fighting me Inviting me to rhyme I can't hold it back I'm lookin' for the line Takin' off my lamb skin, Marc Buchanan Cause I'm a make you see L.A. like Ed O'Bannon Nigga come in peace and brothers can kick it But you ain't gonna walk me streets When back east you selling wolf tickets Reciprocate the player hating Bring the bullshit to you Going through yo coast, like the Green Gary GNU Who said no is good gnews But gniggas is gnot gnowing about the gnext shit that I be flowin' So don't represent at my expense It's too expensive The first and last line of my defense is my sentence You got caught off the coast of the Pacific Ocean Found face down floating With your fucking neck broken [Hook] (Snap some neck for some live effects) [Verse 2] I walk the planet and create tremors If nothing else here's all you need to remember LLA'Y LLA KCUF for all you backwards-ass niggas Psychologically, we grapple an MC Like Gracie at the UFC so place me in your octagon Coward on mixtapes and interviews, I'm hearing you Certain dissidents dis from a distance Disrespect and discriminate Nigga I laminate that ass And wear it at the New Music Seminar for a badge Mash or get twisted Dem gwan front like Rosa Parks But them marks is broke wristed (bitch) Superiority complex Based on old statistics, now listen Respect due to the pioneers But what you borough did in 83' Is ancient history brah' So why these niggas acting like Since they live in the state That rap originates They automatically, all time greats It takes classic material to make phat shit Not proof of New York residence and an accent Who expresses the freshest The West Coast was resurrected By me, I'm the mother fucking man like homo erectus So why it matter where rap started If I wanted to hear from the asshole I would have farted I'm a West Coast artist down with clicks from 510 to 516 But diss indiscriminately and you diss me Fundamentally is the ability to smother suckers So if rap was born to another then that makes me your mother's fucker Cause I'm the type of nigga to go to yo' show Fuck yo' ho Then nut on yo' promotional T-shirt Alert the solar eclipse, the planet earth eternally verbally I fucks your head up like Florence and Normandie (Easily I approach) [Hook x8]