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* | Hate (Japanese bonus track) |
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Coming hard core looking like a gangster bitch
Trying to front like you ain't rolling filthy rich
Laguna Hills you were born and raised
But you're claiming South Central is where you spent your days
Coming out hard talking crazy shit
Knowing in your mind that you really don't fit
Standing up straight with a gangster lean
Talking gangster slang about what you seen
Take a chance kid, don't fall down hard again
You'd better think twice before you come at me
Right through your fucking dome I can clearly see
Hey little dog, you gonna bark all day?
Cause toe to toe, in the ring is where I play
So you better step back and check yourself
Stop fronting and just be yourself
Cause no one cares what set you're claiming
'Till someone grabs their gun and starts their aiming
At you!
Tripping out cause you got no clout
Cause it ain't about how hard you are
Try using your brain and you will go far
Be true to the color that you were born with
not the fuckin' color that you're adorned with
So keep it real and always be true
And be yourself in all that you do
Stand up tall and get some respect
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Here comes the boom
I got game like Kobe, act like you know me,
if you rhyme better well then kid you best show me
Fly by wrecking, never come in second,
fists in my pocket and use my words as my weapon
Ghetto blaster thumping, girlies are bumping,
got to get the dough like my man Donald Trump and
Set this in motion, jaws in the ocean,
if you need a rhyme well, then kid I got the potion
Damn
Building this up like a high rise,
better yet phatter than Nell Carter's right thigh
Coming in slanging, never leave you hangin,
if you talk shit then on your door I'm banging
Twisting up hip hop, running with my flip flops,
past all the cops just chilling in the donut shops
For no other reason, no it ain't treason,
just coming up cause this is the zebrahead season
Get it back
I didn't want it
Didn't need it
My time is the only thing that you have taken
So about the world, don't be mistaken
Get it back
I didn't want it
Didn't need it
You're lost the only thing that you were given
Afraid to stand alone, so now you're tripping
Living life disco, here to San Fransisco,
do my own stunts cause I like to take the risk, yo
Punk rock rhyming, rap in always climbing,
like your first time cause I'll pop out your hymen
With the bass drum booming, jump up in the room and,
watch the walls sway cuz the grove is grooving
Got your hands shaking, suckers that I'm baking,
made you look dumb it's your girl that I'm
Taking
What?
Let me set this off like a bomb,
have your ass stepping like Jerry had Tom and I'm gone
With the free style form that I'm kicking,
have your ass tripping, with the rhymes that I'm flipping
And this ain't no west coast thing,
it's a world wide ring with the style we bring, right?
So watch the dime drop as I harvest my crop
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I know a girl who welcomes the world
I think though the world is spoiled
And she holds on to me
She holds my head up so that I can breathe
And I've found that when I'm on the ground
She's the only one still sticking around
Only she knows the real me
And I know that she won't let me down
And I get mine
No way I could ever leave today
Cause she listens to the dumb things that I say
And I seem to get high
With just one smile as she walks on by
And I found that when I'm on the ground
She is the only one sticking around
Only she knows the real me
And I know that she won't let me down
There's only one girl in this world who understands the real me
There's nothing superficial artificial you get just what you see
I know a girl who takes up my world
Takes all of me and every breath that I hold
We meet and she makes me feel free
With one look she knows just what I need
And I've found that she's got me bound
Cause she's the only one that my mind surrounds
Only she knows the real me
And I know that she won't let me down
I know a girl who wakes up my world
Brings in the warmth when I'm feeling cold
And she's got places to be
But she says that she would rather stay here with me
And I've found that when I'm on the ground
She's the only one sticking around
Only she knows the real me
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Late out the door, grab my clothes off the floor, backpack and books cause
school is a chore
Coming straight out the block, punk rock ain't no shock, blue hair everywhere
cause we got the stock
Slide by all the narcs, as the late alarm barks, take a nap in the class on a
film about sharks
Try to make my way through, but it's all I can do, cause I keep coming back and
all I think about is you
Didn't want to go, didn't want to stay, didn't want to lie by my side
I don't really care cause I'll still be there swallowing my pride
Someday I'm going to be there
Step out in the hall, with the girls dressed like dolls, and the burn
outs are baked as they step out the stalls
See the games that they play, cause they practice all day, and the more that I
see the less I have to say but
It's a quarter to ten, by your locker again, cause I know you'll be coming round
the corner with your friend
Try to make my way through, but it's all I can do, cause I keep coming back and
all I think about is you
Listen when I say
Today is the day
And I'm on my way
See you when you're wandering by
And you still catch my eye
Blow my mind
Cause my face you won't recognize
I know that it's crazy, how you seem to phase me, when nothing else matters but
that all escapes me
This is a new trip, got to get a better grip, a day in the life and you know I'm
going to take it
And they you turn and walk away, before I have the chance to say, I know that
you can make this all okay
Try to make my way through, but it's all I can do, cause I keep coming back and
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Let down, but I'm ready for another round
bear all the times that I miss and hit the ground
Time is the key and it's holding
I won't get burned cause regret is scolding
So I find that this is just a waste of my mind
To think of the days gone by and all the things I want to try
And everyone says get your head out of the clouds
And all I want to do is play loud
Break it, break it down
There's funk in the sound
I'm gonna live my life fly and keep my feet off the ground
And I'm not the only one when I see
You got your feet bound to the ground when you should be living free
So you get the feeling that I waste another day
Now I got the feeling that I'm not the only one
If you think about it, it's a waste of mind cause
Try to live without and it and you'll stop
I think about the time when everyone will hear me
Hear my rhymes loud and understand clearly
That I can spend each and every day
Doing things my way and I'll be okay
But I find that this is just a waste of my mind
To think of the days gone by and all the things I want to try
And everyone says get your head of the clouds
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I'm up and I'm alright
Push on with all my might
got to find a way to get away today
Because I am the man
What?
I am the man
What?
Who's the man
Try to front like you want to try and understand
But you don't know shit man
Through the times that we shared
I know that you care
And I know you
And I'll go where you want to go cause I feel this way
And I care what you got to say cause I feel this way
So I stepped up and I said I just don't understand
He said just come and check it out man
I'm up and I feel fine
I won't drop till I get mine
I got to find a way to get away today
Because I am the man
What?
I am the man
What?
Who's the man
Try to front like you want to try to understand
But you don't know man
Through the times that we shared
You know that I care
Cause I know you
Here we go
Hip hop nation, vibe affiliation
All that I need is my emancipation
Got to find a way to get away
Got to find something to make me want to stay
Cause all that I see is jaded
Now I can't see straight cause I'm faded
Stressed cause of strain and you know that I'm leaving today
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Here I come around the bend again
Don't want to battle cause you know that I'll win again
Check it, battle scars earned and worn with pride
These words are where my soul resides
And never did I ever fit into the place, right?
And I couldn't stand looking at your face, right?
And you didn't mind making this a race, right?
So check out the bass
When I flow, I know, that I grow
Sit back relax and check out the bomb show, bet
And never could you ever bring me down, clown
Yeah, check out the sound!
Well I saw your face one time, I never thought I'd walk away
The we hit the trip that wouldn't quit, and I never walked away again
I said I'd never walk away again
Let me jump back into the boom of the room
Come and take a ride to the top of the mood
I don't want to fight and make this a bad trip
I just want to sit back, relax, take a fat rip
Check out the shapes and the colors in the grooves
Check out the thoughts that make your mind move
Check out the lights that form the new patterns
Check out the beats and the rhymes that make us much phatter
Check out the zebrahead style
Boom, boom, boom in the room
And I kick shit
Free style form not the norm
Cause I slang it
coming five fold take another hit and I hold it
and don't try to wreck cause kid you'll get rolled
On the flip side if you chose to decide
Wreck it from New York to Cali or anywhere I reside
So check out the crew the the funk flow flavor
Spitting out smooth sounds that you know that you want to savor
I wish you could see all the shit that I see
Back in the day you were down with me
Back in the day when things were all right
Check out the lights
Check out the sounds that I found all underground
And the swing that I bring all around
Watch the walls as they all come crumbling down
Check out the shake and the quake as I kick it down
This is the bombtrack and we never take it back
Funky fresh flow is something that we never lack
So get up and ride this and never try to bite this
Aim for the sky cause you never know you might miss
Check out the shapes and the colors in the grooves
Check out the thoughts that make your mind move
Check out the lights that form the new patterns
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LH cause 714 is the area
Everybody grab a friend and jump on in
Get a new view and a message to send
Look for the truth and hand you can led
But you
Got something to prove
A turn of your back and you're on the move
And me
I get to see
All of the things that you had and all you could be
When the world is all about you
Can't you make your way through
And all I can do is say
Hey man, where ya going?
Going real far and I won't stop for nothing
Hey man, what ya thinking?
What I see is me, don't you see me shining?
Why do you think you can make the world yours?
No way today
So your a big shot now, still don't know who you are and
Everything you want and need is at your feet, so what?
Good times
Drink your red wine
Try not to think of things left behind
You're a star
And you've mad it this far
Strange how you really don't know who you are
Divide
All your time and your pride
Take all the names taht you've learned in stride
When the world is all about you
Can't you make your way through
And all I can do is say
Hey man, where ya going?
Going real far and I won't stop for nothing
Hey man, what ya thinking?
What I see is me, don't you see me shining?
Why do you think you can make the world yours?
No way today
God damn! Here it comes again
My friend - I'll stay to the end
But I need some room so that I can get in
This place
It's all a waste
Your energy spent on just getting a taste
And me
I get to see
All the things that you had and all you could be
When the world is all about you
Can't you make your way through?
And all I can do is say
Hey man, where ya going?
Going real far and I won't stop for nothing
Hey man, what ya thinking?
What I see is me, don't you see me shining?
Why do you think you can make the world yours?
No way today
So ideal
Your time is running but you don't know why
And nothing comes for free when you don't want to try
So unreal
Your time is running and I see it
All of your life did you really want to be it?
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Here I come
Force like a vector, radar detector, abandon you cause I'm a defector
Loyalty reflective, crooked lie objective, never trust you cause you are
deceptive
Base burned sample, lyrics are ample, don't step to me cause you I will trample
Mainstream averted, tracker inserted, found something pure but it was perverted
If I ever got a chance, should I swing
Step to the side, swallow your pride, ignorance breeds more laws to abide
Ideal in your mind, expectation defined, picture distroted and you claim what is
mine
Battle like war, chaos in store, money and power always glorify gore
Needless tradition, chose my position, sprung like a lion to meet opposition
Third verse and I'm gonna bust a new topic
Don't come to front cause you know I'll say stop it
Money you're a liar, printed on a flyer
Turned my back on you and you said fire
All shapes on the wall fall to for one quote
Check out the note the I wrote
And the hip hop hordes that have always been born on the street
Degenerate me
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Well I'm back again, you thought you got rid of me
I talk too much and all I care about is me
I'm back again, I'm here to waste more time of yours
I just needed a couple of bucks or maybe more
Well let me throw my two cents in then I'm out
Just want to let you know kid that I got clout
And I'll use it in another night cause I choose it
Got to run through cause you know I got to make this last
Well, I'm back again, I wonder why you're never home
I called ten times a today, I guess you weren't alone
I'm back again, some things that I need to do
I need to borrow your car, I'll get it back by two
Second time through and I know you got some cash
Need a little dough cuz I got to hook up a stash
Right? Or maybe stay the night
Just say no and I'll act like I'll go
and you said 1,2,3 go!
Hey kid where you running off to?
I know you want me can't live without me
Say kid, where you running off to?
I know you want me and you'll be back again
Well I'm back again, and full of immaturity
I failed re
hab, got frired from the KFC
I'm back again, I see you when you stare at me
I know you love it and late at night I'm in your dreams
Wait a minute now why you trippin'
Need a place to stay for the weekend
Listen cause I'm speaking
Maybe take your car for a ride
Pick up my man Zummy waiting outside
Goldtoof said 1,2,3, Go!
Chim
check it
008 coming out first rate
Take a trip to your place even though you got a date
And I know it's just a game that you're playing
I'm saying that you boyfriend is a dork so I'm staying
So check me
And no I won't ask, you won't let me
Take all of your money if you let me
Are you sorry that you met me?
My time is all up so kid I got to go
A day in the life of super ho, go!
Hey kid, where you running off to?
Don't you want to roll back around again?
Hey kid, don't you want to be rocking out too?
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Kick it
Microphone check one, two got to run
Cause everything's money and son I got none
so I got to put my time in rhyme
in
With my crew kicking down tracks and climbing
Coming at you flowing sideways
Everything's my way
Kicking down rhymes from Friday to Friday
Debunk all the things that I find untrue
Got to make my way back cause
I got you
Time, I think its dead, I know it's dead
So lay down the rhythm and box out the beat
so let me get back to the program
If you don't get it then here comes the diagram
Boxing down beats like a heavyweight fighter
Spitting out rhymes like a Pulitzer writer
Always on top cause I won't ever let down
Blowing down beasts like a nuclear meltdown
Do what I can cause I got to get through
And I won't ever come back cause I got you
Can I get that far
Let the time fly and give it up to the volume
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On track
Never look back
When bad times seem to distract
You got to make your way, don’t you know that
Don’t’ wait
Till it’s too late
Got to let the bad times fail to illuminate, right?
Cause I can always tell when your falling
I can hear you calling
I can see it in your eyes when you’re stalling
But after all you know that I’ll be around
To pick you up when you’re down
you never gave yourself a rhyme or reason
I know some days are too hard to bear
And if you need a hand, I’m standing there
You’re the one that gives me inspiration
Change the way I see every day
I want to make you feel the same
Don’t say
That there’s no way
Every bruise heals someday
You got knocked down and that’s okay
Come on, it’s on
Get a move on
it’s about what you got to do, not the things that you’ve done
Cause I can always tell when you’re falling
I can hear you calling
I can see it in your eyes when you’re stalling
But after all you know that I’ll be around
To pick you up when you’re down
Just another lie, just another reason why
You don’t trust it, confidence is busted
You’re running but you’re rolling on fumes
And if you need a hand understand that we can get through
Cause I can always tell when you’re falling
I can hear you calling
I can see it in your eyes when you’re stalling
But after all you know that I’ll be around
To pick you up when you’re down
Cause I always knew that you’d move on
And I always knew that you’d be strong
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You are my leading lady, and I really wanted to say that you have some fine
moves baby I hope that we can
Groove again someday and I can’t forget the days when we danced all our troubles
away
Fly daze, coming in waves
And the time rolls but disco remains
And the guys do it up with Travolta flair and all the girls got Farah Fawcett’s
hair
Where nothing will compare to the Huggy Bear style and the Bee Gee’s drop the
bomb that makes you go wild
And you get what you need on love boats bays where your souls in complete cause
these are fly days
Fly daze, coming in waves
And the times rolls but disco remains
And Shaggy fights crime on a scooby snack so get down tonight shake your booty
make contact
Cause DJ’s kick down like Grandmaster Flash and Chrissy smoked up all of Jack
Tripper’s hash
Where Bosley sneaks a peak as the angles play and your soul is set free cause
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Get down shake your booty baby,
bootylicious vinyl coming
Get down shake your booty baby
I love to watch your disco bounce (x2)
Four diggy days in the lad of rhyming
Lost all my money but the sun is shining
Four diggy days in the land of rhyming
Drunk off of wine and my mind is flying
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Why's this motherfucker lookin' at me
Is there something more that he wants to see
I've got a gun and the muthafucka's loaded
One more punk and you're dead and bloated, because
All this shit, you disgust me
Can I hate you, cause you're not like me
So, me and my boys beat him down
3 against one boy, whose the clown?
So I never had a fuckin education
Sell a little drugs, to battle inflation
Sleep with a girl that I sometimes pay
Fuck it, better than bein fuckin gay anyways
See one walkin and it makes me mad
This I learned from dear old dad
Hate all the things you don't understand
Hate all the things you don't understand
So I hate all the things I don't understand
Hate all the things I don't understand
Hate all the things I don't understand!
Nurtured with a fist
Shove instead of a kiss
Glare instead of a wink
Listen to me, boy don't fuckin think!
And hate him because he's gay
cause he doesn't live our fuckin way
So I grew up to hate what I am
Hate what I hate
I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
Man I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
Man I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
Man I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
Man I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
Man I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
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Justin:
Well, One Time You Lived With Me
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Till She Was Mine, (YEA!)
Just Put It OOON!!! (YEA, WELL)
Ali:
? Beautiful Wife
? Beautiful Thighs
Always Blubbering
Thought You Wanted Me To Hang Tight, SO WHY?!
Justin:
So I Warmed Up Some Eggs, Yea
You Trapped Me Out Again
You're Such A (YEA!)
I'll Tell You What (YEA, WELL)
Ali:
Do Not Try To Wreck Her, Son
Never Drunk
Carries A Gun
Didnt Catch You At The ? (Say It Again, Say)
Chorus:
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEEEAAA!!!)
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEEEAAA!!!)
Do you know what mang? (WHAT MANG?!)
Justin:
Come Back,
Cum For Me
It's Time To Get Some Business Done (OH SHIT!)
And Sunday, I'm Feeling It! (YEA, WELL)
Ali:
? Beautiful Wife
? Beautiful Thighs
Always Fucking Something
And Should I Tell Her Why
Justin:
So I Warmed Up Some Eggs, Yea
You Trapped Me Out Again
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I'll Tell You What
Ali:
Do Not Try To Wreck Her, Son
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Carries A Gun
Didn't Catch You At The ?
Chorus:
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEEEAAA!!!)
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEA) WESTSIDE
(YEEEAAA!!!)
***Guitar Solo***
Justin:
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