| Ey this one goes out to my raza on the Eastside
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| Westside, Northside and Southside
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| I wear a brown bandana homeboy, representin brown pride
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| You’ve never met me, so why in the fuck would I have a problem with you?
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| But if we do, I guess we gotta do what we gotta do
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| Shit, other than that, I’m cool
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| Tu sabes ese? |
| I’m not tryin to be somethin I’m not
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| Ain’t got nothin to lose, every nothin I got I’m takin with me
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| When I rest in peace in my lot
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| Lately I’ve been thinkin a lot, drinkin a lot
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| Even gave tweakin a thought, I keep with the pot
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| Be sleepin a lot, wake up confused
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| I don’t even know if it’s the weekend or not
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| «It's been a lonnnng, long long tiiiii-iiiiime»
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| «But I’m still here (I'm still here, I’m still here)»
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| «Yes I am, yes I am!»
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| «And I’m glaaaaad, to be arooooooooounnnnnnnnnd»
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| «Through all the blood sweet and tears»
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| «(I'm still here, I’m still here) Yes I do!»
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| I smoke weed to get me by, why lie?
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| I smoke weed to get me high, so high
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| Write rhymes, tight rhymes
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| Lowriders, beautiful women and High Times
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| Addictions, to street prescriptions
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| Perfect fix to get you back in the mix
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| Lil' homey kickin back on the street corner packin a six
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| And the Glock with extra clips with hopes to get rich
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| Ain’t that a bitch? |
| Lil' homey has no clue what else to do
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| Got kicked out of school, well me too, but who knew
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| I’d be writin rhymes to get me through, but it’s cool
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| It’s a lot of hard work not to mention a lot of blood sweat’n’tears
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| It didn’t happen overnight, the first time I picked up the mic
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| It’s been over 15 years but I’m still here
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| I’m still around, I still put it down
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| Shit, I ain’t goin nowhere
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| Ese Lil Rob’s back, continue to make that «Neighborhood Music»
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| As long as you’re there
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| Somethin to play loud, be proud of
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| Somethin to bump to, get drunk to
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| Somethin to fuck to, make love to
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| Even got a lil' somethin for the clubs too
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| All-in-all it’s feel good music
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| Real good music, real hood music
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| Either you respect that or you can step back
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| Cause I won’t let that be a setback I meant that
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| Si mon I’ve tried, been denied
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| Maybe even died inside
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| People say I died but they lied but when I do die
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| They can say that I died with my brown pride |