Cali Blacktop

Lyrics

[Hook] Where the gunshots clap... where I write my rhymes... Where The L.A. skylines at and shines... Where you get carjacked... Were the pistols pop, Where it just don't stop...its Cali blacktop [Verse 1] Wake up RedCloud it's a quarter till 2 You've gotta turn that quarter Into a dollar or two. I've got an issue with you, I'm sick of sipping the brew I'm sick of tripping on that click and quit popping a few. What's the matter With you. you're at a reservation out in the blue. Pechanga party drinking Bacardi nude... They've gotcha puffing on your pеace pipe, pass it to the Right. The Devil passed it back on the left hand side... and that's when You realize, something's not right... When you are criticizing Satan cause He rolls too tight. Out of site...out of mind, and I'm going out of my mind Cause the blind lead the blind... and I'm following in line... With my Millimeter 9, doing silly little crimes Made a kill in L.A. times, for a philly And a dime Affiliate in rhyme, with the lyrics that are prime And I'm Lighting up the cypher, while you are snickering behind... [Verse 2] Cali blacktop tracks attack like anthrax and blast through Bum Rushing fusion not at us cousin. Rude all of the sudden...when an emcee tries To cut in. California blacktop and can't nobody butt in Just me Tru, and SirRoc And we are dropping on production Clearly so eerie, neither one of us can Function. Lungs full of fury with our eardrums pumping, We are some fearsome Gluttons, eating stove top stuffing Out of a red hot oven when the beat starts Thumping Man our feet start stomping, you would think were Compton's Most Wanted and we are bout it baby California loving... Step into the cypher if you Want to prove something. Cali, killa Cali, Killa cali Blacktop... Silly rappers call It rapping but it's not it's hip hop. Ripping out your ligaments and hear the Sockets pop People at the party all are screaming, "Rock it don't stop" [Hook] Where the gunshots clap... where I write my rhymes... Where The L.A. skylines at and shines... Where you get carjacked... Were the pistols pop, Where it just don't stop...its Cali blacktop