[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!