...flowing about my hood n whatnot, over the juicy beat [pete rock remix], its not your typical hood rap though...
conscious representation of San Jose hip hop through music for the mind
...wuzup. welcome to my page. listen to my music...
Story behind the song
...always loved the juicy beat and just wanted to flow over it...
Lyrics
i take a piece of paper dug up right from the earth...
and start writin at first while givin life to my verse...
it was like that at birth, but i forgot the bitches name...
take my paper n return it to the dirt from which it came...
never flow against the wood grain, its a good thang...
fuck glamor n glitz all i want is the hood fame...
haters wish they could claim the town as me...
but shit remains the same cuz they aint down to be...
puffin pounds of weed n smokin ice in frozen pipes...
shootin craps in the alley with the fellaz holdin dice...
feinds with their broken knives they got for cuttin crack...
if fools trip on suntin wack i aint holdin nuttin back...
heads jumpin out of cadillacs i just spit my battle raps...
blastin rockets in their optics til i give 'em cataracts...
some call me krylon but my friends call me mike...
spray cans hit the wall at night and it'll all be tight...
and we be weed smokin from merced to east oakland...
so let me wish for fish cuz at least it beats hopin...
i just keep flowin, im dope like heads with canibus...
down in los angeles this shit is gettin scandelous...
you best beware mine when i spit with air time...
i come off of the top like a receding hair line...
if your already there fine, go tell all your lady friends...
that mikes rollin in a 2003 mercedes benz...
check the rhyme scheme, last night i had a nice dream...
about makin enough doe to buy 1000 ice creams...
at the park playin basketball, whos the last to call...
if yall start trippin ima really make you bastards fall...
watchin from the sidelines, this is rhyme time...
san jose aka the land with all the fine dimes...
the beasts in the east with their big mouf pride...
but i gotta give a big shout out to the south side...
theres jose, juice and chema with the flema...
that cannibal hector eats girls like hannibal lector...
juan and the mafia be stickin with tony...
you know me, tons of friends but only 6 are my homies...
i just heard the baddest news, way up there in santa cruz...
theres hella fine girls but they got some shitty attitudes...
i love 'em and leave 'em, after that return lovers...
if the pussys hot i hit it with condoms n burn rubber...
you better learn numbers if you come to the west...
and be sure to look me up because im one of the best...
kali's the prefix, heads get fucked like g spots...
it the juicy remix, pete rock, make the beat stop...
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