Left

OnlyOne:

I smoke like the caterpillar in the Wonderland

I load the bowl and I snap it quicker than rubber bands

stacking chips up, making hits without a bat and pitcher

the sum I am, Jack the Ripper, the Son of Sam

the ratchet gripper, rapper killer, their bodies found

in the rapids of the Willamette river after winter

if you sketch, then take ten paces

draw blanks (click), you feel that burning sensation

Ooh, like mo'fuckin' deep, but I'm Ghostface Killah

when the law comes for me

we are underground, but we are not underneath

Northwest, we make it rain on a hot summer's eve (tell 'em)

with all the hate aside, you couldn't understand our way of life

it takes a certain savvy state of mind

the wild, wild West had its place in time

I'm mad I never even had the chance to say goodbye

Chorus (OnlyOne):

It's a West coast ride, left coast, right

y'all get left (what?) That's how it goes down

It's a West coast ride, left coast, right

y'all get left (yes) I live the only way I know how

It's a West coast ride, left coast, right

y'all get left (aw) They say we lowdown

It's a West coast ride, left coast, right

y'all get left (yeah) We hold it down

IAME:

We gotch'all addicted like blow

you want more, from show to the encore

we know what you come for

we flow the uncut raw, ten soldiers with guns drawn

an illustration of what's wrong, simulation of war

the type of shit they pat you down for at the front door

this heavy metal penetrating you but no blood pours

yet your life's not promised, it's unsure

can get cut short, death'll hunt you down just for sport

so I smoke blunts 'til my lungs get sore

get high followed by paranoid and insecure

this a double-edged sword that I wield

that sorta feels like I'm under a sorcerer's spell

I mean what else besides magic could explain

how this death ever walks along a path that isn't flames

feel the wrath that is my hate

feel the passion in my brother

flash flood of acid rain to melt the face off motherfuckers

Chorus (OnlyOne):

It's a West coast ride, left coast, right

y'all get left (what?) That's how it goes down

It's a West coast ride, left coast, right

y'all get left (yes) I live the only way I know how

It's a West coast ride, left coast, right

y'all get left (aw) They say we lowdown

It's a West coast ride, left coast, right

y'all get left (yeah) We hold it down

Illmaculate:

In every state that I've been in, I'm like

Northwest, Fresh Coast, that's a state of mind I'm in

and I don't think they got a clue of my true capabilities

but I don't hate my enemies 'cause that's a waste of energy

I keep 'em close, and watch 'em with an eagle's eye

I learn their weaknesses, though, that's where the secret lies

so if they flip and turn on my I won't be surprised

I see the eyes of the wolves through the sheep's disguise

take all threats with extreme prejudice

so be deader if death is a pre-requisite

you better know, I've never been a sucka man

throwin' up a 'W' with a weapon in my other hand

that's why it's hard to trust me

'cause if don't throw shots, it's probably something sharp and rusty

I'm on the wild wild West, though, what you expect

my style's Fresh Coast I'ma be hustlin' to death, I'm like

Chorus (OnlyOne):

It's West coast ride, left coast, right

y'all get left (what?) That's how it goes down

It's a left coast ride, Northwest, right

Westside (yes) I live the only way I know how

It's a left coast ride, West coast side

Northwest (aw) They say we lowdown

But the Northwest, like Westside, North coast, right

Sandpeeps, we hold it down