We did it nothing the ghettoes the hoods the gutter
The streets made us along with pops & mother
Play game we not the same green the only color
Capadonna, Planet Asia, SUNZ of man the cover street veterans raw with no editing
heat stay on regimen fire that Raw medicine

You know about the pain & the shit that I been thru you a sideline nigga trying to see what I’m into but
you don’t really exist I had to event you it’s me to every time I’m writing mental I don’t really give a fuck
what niggas been thru
It’s me my nigga’s out here trying to convince you we really buy up shit nigga we rent too
Build or destroy darts devil’s a lench you big bags piff yeah we call it the sins too chick get dirty wanted
throw you wrinkle only smoke weeds I don’t deal with the sprinkles niggas act funny I can see you
twinkle niggas hate on Don fuck it I jinks steal nigga money like I do at the brinks too
Yo check it out son come to block real quick
I got whole bag of this shit


We did it nothing the ghettoes the hoods the gutter
The streets made us along with pops & mother
Play game we not the same green the only color
Capadonna, Planet Asia, SUNZ of man the cover street veterans raw with no editing
heat stay on regimen fire that Raw medicine



The sunstone metal & chrome a rebel at home run with trombone saxophone crowns & thrones keep
the angels every side me I’m never alone
I see it clears thru glass like the lens on a drone surrounded by iphones android digital clones
a system designed to lock you in the house of your mind caught up in time lost in the soul of the grime
taught by the masters of crime the disastrous kind they can have everything
need & still want mine number 9 plus 7 birth the godly divine sent shine thru the dark spark see thru the
lines gather my kind
more than a rapper with rhymes
A clapper refine genuine keep a straight spine they heard thru grapevine I’m ape on grind
You catch us digital vinyl cd online’s
gold chains military SUNZ & Wu combined



Plug the mic up and watch me show and prove with the voice why im the peoples choice PA THE
GRANDSON of billie joyce fresno to fort worth my bloodline runs from the west indies to west africa
now what you bums talkin i'll smack ya grill out ya teefisis until i get blood all over my ellesses fit its no
emotions if I’m on you I’m all defense cause 9 times outta ten i tried to warn you/stackin my
callaloo/the older GODS be like LORD i'm proud of you/cause all these other rappers is power u give me
a hour or 2/let me cook marvelous hooks and 48 lines/of a crook off top be the illest on earth aint
nothin touchin the legacy of the work niggas put in you understood it medalliono legend of the flying fist
applying all the criminal knowledge and high sciences