Every since I was a youngin

Up in my grand-momma house

I knew I was different

Destined to blow

Skew'd Ways of seeing / walk by faith / trusting without seeing

Believing I won't be leaving here without the green

Schwayze on the hoe / Get Ghost, drop the top & head up the coast

Roll Up when I hit the scene / Colors don't affect me much

Green...Grow...Yellow Speed up & GO...Red ain't stoppin this heavy hitter stompin

Crenshaw to Compton

I'm good feelin Great, How are you?

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"and suddenly the ghetto didnt seem so tough u thought u had it rough we always had enough"~tupac