Westcoast Scriptures Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The hustle is forever cause a break is a loss
Body a vehicle so watch the intake and exhaust
Movement is the culture and the way that we are
Got a goal and some fuel hope it's taking me far
But there's no room for hope, stand assured of your skills
No rest on your laurels, how pure is the will to take yours
Not every nigga can rap cause it's difficult to master
And know you'll still be just a beginner yo, no matter
How dope that you are, get dopa'
And strike with that natural form, spit coca
Some niggas mimic popular styles and that's alright
But to try to be the man next to you, that's cho cha
Now you ain't that high mother fucker, act sober
The past is where your lyrics reside, that's over
These tracks got the fury of five grand warriors
This the last time your bullshit slides, no closure

[Verse 2]
Trying to find myself a clear mind
Rampant desire for drugs so often near mine
Weed and liquor and alcohol and marijuana
Damn these niggas choke in the ring like an Americana
It's the flat television screen got em staring harda'
Look in my eyes you'd think I'm haunted by a scary monsta'
Nigga my dreams realer than everything you've ever written
Considering your freshest whack shit was hella bitten
Now I'm not the best nigga, niggas been in it longer
But my pen is stronger than any peer not still repping the same clique as me
Ken Griffey these wannabe farm league masqueraders
And tell the story of your past like the Animatrix
Inside the box people plot and plan
They want to rise but refuse to bite a rotten hand
It's zombie land, running that verbal contraband
And you can't handle all that work but your momma can
[Verse 3]
EBT style, rich is going to have to wait
Drinking water and imagining it's Alizé
Put that on. What's that track? What's that tape it's on?
Jakey baby, legendary, sound like the same song
Bastards got it wrong, skill set donkey kong
64 styles, caught em like a Pokemon

Breaking like a broken heart, dipping then you know I'm gone
Stay on some off base like I stole another one
Hello. What's up? Flows defibrillators
The only nigga that can instigate and instigator
Style stimulator. Mental penetrator
Demonstrator how to set a bar, come back and get it later
You a midget and a minute-made premature ejaculated
Wasn't s'posed to happen sperm, bitch I'm major
Like I challenge this egg. Race was on it's last leg
And wasn't no one ahead so I dove in to break her

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Track number nine on #JakeLegend2.

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