[Intro]
[1st Verse:El Prez]
Born and raised as a leader since my younger days
Running through the "dirty" south central streets of LA
Never wanted fame in the hood, I was un-amazed
On to the bigger things, seen the world in my range
All I got to do is aim
Take a couple shots at the top and watch them drop, all I gotta do is reign
Seven days a week, no sleep, just train
When belief is in the brain it ain't got to be explained
[2nd Verse:El Prez]
Portrait of a true connoisseur, you could frame it
Hang it in the MOCA, this is more than entertainment
Super soak your girl every time I poke her frame in
I just give her back shots until she scream my name and
It's on to the next
Autograph on her breast
Toe tag any beat laying every track to rest
Eternal sleep for the weak I am not impressed
I'm just blessed to be walking in these giant steps
[3rd Verse:El Prez]
Urban Street Americana, this is heritage
We dictate and illustrate what a terror is
Not a menace to society, we terrorists
Embarra** kids, cause they ain't comparing to this
The way I twist they compare me to Spitta and Wiz
So don't get mad when your girl wants to give me a kiss
She wants a pa** so I placed this dick on her lips
Now every time I'm on tour, she taking a trip
[4th Verse:El Prez]
We're in a different age
World's on a bigger stage
8 million stories every time I flip a page
Somebody's out here going broke, others getting paid
Some of us satisfied with waking up another day
Me and my n***as we just links in a bigger chain
And you ain't seen no iller sh** since Slick Rick and Kane
We real n***as taking risks
Fear of failure don't exist
When you out here making hits like this
[5th verse: El Prez]
This here is forever or never we stick together like
Naked bodies f**ing on leather couches on summer nights
Coming up in the city we shine under the brightest lights
With rhymes tight since n***as was playing final fight
Take my advice you don't want to go against
The minister of defense
The one they call president
The n***a behind the tint that's making all of the sense
They say I'm making a change, I say I'm paying my rent
[6th Verse:El Prez]
Freshwater blue nikes it's a shark fight
Bright white tee you can see me in the dark night
I'm with a chick blowing trees at the Arclight
Trying to see some sh** that Spike Lee said he don't like
You n***as lame, some I-just-wanna-belong types
You rarely got a Mike pa**(ed) like Bill Cartwright
Suited up like Chalky White
I roll the dice
And walk away with all the ice
Blaow!