EASTSIDE FREESTYLE.

When I'm sittin' in my room, I'm just thinkin' bout my thoughts
I just sit and then consume and then I have a heart to heart
Y'all might say that it's pernicious, it's the only way I see shit
And when I spit these stories, man, I hope you understand it
Got these thoughts from a crib that really looked abandoned
Got these kids outside, scratched up knees, they need a bandage
Got they back against the wall, cause they mama can't manage
Man, this the east side, where your granny clutch deuces
It's fuck a peace sign, and when they think you got money
Ride out in Nissans, I always thought about rappin
Since I was knee high, and I gave it to God
Now I'm beamin' a light, you gon' see how to fall when the media right
And all y'all niggas be lame', talm bout lean with the Sprite
And all y'all niggas be babies sippin Pedialyte
Yeah, I'm tryna raise the bar high
'Cause the separation of rappers, apartheid
Uh, y'all niggas came in low tide
Always talkin' juggin, finessin' and dope vibes
I'ma change the message, and I'ma change the face
I lost some niggas, Lord knows, niggas can't take their place
And I'ma speak the story, and that's just how it is
And I'ma speak it through music, and I'ma handle biz
Speakin' they story, nigga
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