Locally famous

Verse 1: This Snak right here, may be hard to swallow We doing big things like a furos hollow This leader dont follow, I wallow in my success Killin shit I'm obsessed, with being the best Fuck who I impress, the way Snak progress Work ethic driven epic, just a trait I possess Snaks, locally famous, vocally hanus No joke shameless, cuttin up squirrels with a stainless Im just a dead beat cracker reppin East Van Beach sand mountains, and a shit load of heroin Smoke northern lights, green party types My peoples know they rights, when cops start fights Remain modest, brutally honest, so far from the calmest Terrorist at his bombest, jealousy and desperation The only explanation, on why people hatin Your respect dog I'm takin it Verse 2: Im just the, representation of the place that I dwell Out of towner hesitation take a step into hell Don't take cops much to shoot, scabby faced prostitute In the same neighborhood as rich people in suits Its crazay, its where I come from like, you can't save me Twenty five years of shit is what made me Im white weird and lonely, ain't Ginuine But if you dont like my rhymes bitch, you could ride my pony Fuck you phoney, I dont trust anyone Tracks I got plenty done, Im buck you just pennies son Run mother fucker, run mother fucker run Get done, a piece of my pie, you dont want none Fuckin right, I got an appitite for destruction On every single one of these, D-Rec productions Low Pressure crew again, Ima fuckin prove it man West coast dirt bag, East Van hooligan