War Games

I know where the music came from, I ain't a lame dumb dumb

Origin is respected but still we choose to come original

Down from my walk to my talkinÆ

Heads be out to please the king Christopher Walken

A city with fly lingo and bad ass latinas

Got heads on this side biting styles still unequal

Unless you assimilate you never considered great

Demonstrate speech from your birth place you can't race

Disgraced by false handshakes, these punk rap dudes

Talk behind our back but they don't want the feud

A few of them seen the ads y'all helped us pay for

Now they say whatÆs up in the club! What the f**k whore!?

Listen up bitch, you diss because you can't see

Born in California rappin' N Y C

Influence is golden but when mics is holding

I roll with the oath to spit whatÆs never stolen

It keeps us out the mix shows and the tape decks of 64's

Because we in the middle, we strangers to the riddle

For DJs who play this the bravest get propers

But most won't even touch this unless we sign to Rawkus!

[The Grouch]

I met you twice before and shook your hand

You didnÆt feel it

Did it for the cap but should have acted like IÆd peel it

Now IÆm in the corner on the burner in the back

Caught between the trunk bump and the motherf**king boom bap

Bring the tune back,

YouÆre craps in the chop shop

Thermometer up your ass

ThatÆs the reason that IÆm not hot

But I got a fever times three for every CD

Bound to be the missing link

For those who want to meet me at the crossing

IÆll be the one semi-flossing

With mega self-respect but a void to go with that

Cause heÆs employed to act like he doesnÆt see the free man

Oops thatÆs too much credit, I bet it isnÆt the plan

Freak of nature, IÆm the stranger, youÆre bad with names bra

Change your views, IÆm giving clues

Strangest news youÆre about to lose

Blame them fools who got the tools.

[Eligh]

IÆd never consider moving out

When it comes to the coast IÆm dwelling on

Hell if I ever switch up the weather

To fit what these other fellas are on

I cause a renaissance

Renovating creativeness on this side of the coast

Self-hatred, radio stations

They play their shit while they brag and they boast

ItÆs not about toe tagging with a rag and a magnum

ItÆs all about respect

Caught in the middle without a clue

Legendary originality here to battle the fallacy

Here to put it down with my crew

Actually IÆm open to any option, except belly flopping

Over a sloppy copy of a Primo track, thatÆs a fact

Action taken by middlemen

While you fiddle with pens and pronouns

Trying to pronounce like your pro-eastern affiliate

When I affiliate my style with the golden state

While youÆre holding hate, claiming to hold weight

Now, once youÆve walked in these boots

Doing a format like that is so fake

YouÆre a dormant doormat

Wearing a whores hat

With a horrible imitation of what you consider great

When thatÆs only a bite.

Your eyes are bigger than your stomach

So when you plummet into the darkness

WeÆll be rising into the light.

[Aesop]

I'm anti, but IÆm not anti-social

You can feel it through my soul

My presence through my vocals

'How the f**k they got fans?

Man them niggas only local.'

Bitch we chase down the mic

And put you rhymes in a chokehold

I'm a pro bro, comin' fresh ainÆt a problem so

Legends' got skills

Cause we're always evolvin'

And involvin' our self in the life of our fans

Revolvin' around them like the earth on its axis

And neva payin' no taxes man

Firm in my shoes where I stand

Or a stranger to this land

With my choice of words I gain respect and proceed

They say if you donÆt succeed try, try again my friend

Ya must make words blend within the beat then

Make it a part of this world, make your mark on this earth

For what it's worth, evade the demons while they lurk

In the envy of the jerks bi-coastal who smirk

At the talent and the balance that shine in our work

The suckas love to hate us and these girls love to flirt

Stranger to the under ground, ya neva dug the dirt

True we blowin' up fool and it hurts to be you

Still tryin' to sound like them, just to make it through!!!!