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Ox bully knives with the hoodie
Black skully on the paper chase and pages bloody
Shit is lovely running it
For the cream or the love of it
Somethin in circumference
Always keeping it one hundred
Confronted
Never ask that were the mask at
Cause when we get the paper
Only asking were the stash at
Young and hungry
No one taken nothing from me
Out to get it
California sky's ain't always sunny
Real neighborhood music
Nice with the fluid
Looters on the block man
Surrounded by the shooters
Street students not from tutelage
In us never on us
Never new to this
The game it saluted us
The ox with me
Graffiti in the city
Street hop reality rap
And shit is not pretty
Children of the corn
And criminals born filthy
Hustled all my life man
Get rich or kill me
In us never on us, to the game we stay true
California skies ain't always blue
Tools of the trade, jewels of the game and stay cruel
Survival of the fittest or die and cash still rules
Ay yo, we spent too many nights, man
Pour out a little alcohol
Let the rain fall
Like it's the drips of the aerosol
We came out the other side
Never could I planned this
And we were given this world
It's just my canvas
Sometimes it ain't your time to go
Bullets missing by inches
A long way these stages are
Coming from park benches
Pavement entertainment yeah the legacy cemented
Trenches out the other side
Some things are not to mention
Fewer are the answers living and taking chances
I feel where you coming from but doing what I have to
Can't cancel advancements
Doubling my financials
No street pharmaceuticals for living through this cancer