Street signs

This for the b boys in the place who be breaking rockin ecko

pnb the nation now its on ready set go

let it be said dude with the dred is from the west coast

lanoleum what? My homies kill it like asbestos

yeah

i'm bout the cleanest of the grimeys

hold the mic and with the same hand do 1990s

peace to radiotron don't stop you know its real

being normals like a bunt

so I do stunts when I windmill

you a faker

peace to rock steady and the l.a City

breakers

replace electro lites with a shot of super socco

nobody ever ticked like the homie poppin taco

or my uncle pablo still pop on occasions

this is dedicated to the blacks,whites,and asians

and my latinos

and my bambinos

who refuse to be wack

spin on they back for a c-note

come on!

Verse 2-

Throw ya hands in the air

all my people keep em there

gata fam fresh crew

al n nyle for mayor

cause its more to this track then the kick and the snare

we been all around the world trying to take you there

so say yeah

yeah todays the day aint it

let yo soul soar free above this world tainted

i dream a dream to some it seems faded

where it don't even matter what color your skin's painted

i windmilled in wales until I fainted

before the record sales prevailed we was related

like cousins

and then the bling came

in the meantime we still grind for street fame

like chaka spray paint what I'm saying

when I was a baby wrote graffiti with a crayon

my combos levitate like a sayonce

see the street signs so I'm embracing the chaos

come on!