Letras
Dogeater
How bout dat
Growing up never ate dog or cat
Stayed in the Bay where the fog is at
Lived here for a minute how long I last
I got black friends
Asian friends
Latin bros
We pack a bowl
It's a magic trick
Like I'm happy slip
With a fatter lip but
I love 'The Wiz' and
I love 'Les Mis'
And 'In the heights'
Hamilton I'm scrambling these words I write
Bob Ross paint a picture while I paint my life
16 in D.C. I might take ya bike
If Tupac grew up listening to Guwop
He would live past 3 shots 2 shots
They be Burning buildings down for a new lot
Murder children on the street by the new cops
They don't really give a damn like the Klu klux
They don't wanna see me get this mula
They don't wanna see me fresh with a new cut
Meet god allah or buddah
People power
Black panther
Filipino cats we band together
Like Angel Island hand letters
I smoke weed and understand Better
On my father's grave
I will be saved
Martin's Dream
I am the dream
Never lived life like a fantasy
Roots stay strong like planted seeds
I'm either dialectic or dialogic
Shit that I learned in my life in college
Don't need no phone to find my wallet
Don't need no money to buy my knowledge
I Fuck around I might die a prophet
Smoke a blunt then fly a rocket
Don't stress the loud u know i got it
My girl need love you know I'm on it
Like uhhhh
City to city I'm looking for paper and finding the juice
Caribou kid is planting the crops the cops do not shoot
Dancing in thunder and fire and rain like my name was Zeus
Climbing the trees im picking the fruit
Used to hear biggie say gimme the loot