[Hook](x16) Lift me up [Jay Rock] Jay Jay Jay motherf**ing Rock demand the respect I'm about to bring my mothafukin coast back This very moment is a Kodak, welcome to k**er county Please wipe your feet on the door mat It don't matter the weather, I bring it where the is storm at Tip-e-toe, through a Tornado (I'm that heavy) The six-four chevy , the color is grey on spaghetti I love it and you do too I let the California sun rays Beam on my sunshades Murder competition till I'm seen on the LA Times front page And I lean on anything (move) please get out my way, I'm proving greatness And I ain't coming out as the underdog Pac told me years ago I've been way better then y'all The time that I've put in was federal Conversation on lips, my city talking listen [Hook](x16) [Jay Rock] The city talking to me The west coast talking to me They keep talking to me Down five up, in my soul Cuz we, cuz we been down too long So give me the strength to lift us up Cuz we here waiting for that day to come [Jay Rock] n***a we bang like West coast, west coast, bang like Two times for the motherf**ing game Three times for the Source magazine Breaking down my rap lines, trying to depict what I mean (what'you mean?) Ever since thirteen I've been waiting for the day to bring my name on the state Now I'm here, look at here See me on your TV screen, I do it the worst way, I deserve a letter ehh They say bring it back, so I do bring it back to the city which is the L.A su Brooklyn su All the same n***a, they lookin at me like, who are you? sh** you know my name Jay Rock, but you could call me c**aine, I'm that crack rock Role with me let that a** drop I move quicker, something in the stashbox with me LAPD lookin, but f** cops, I don't hear em, all I hear is my city talking.. listen [Hook](x16) [Jay Rock] The city talking to me The west coast talking to me They keep talking to me Down five up, in my soul Cuz we, cuz we been down too long So give me the strength to lift us up Cuz we here waiting for that day to come [Jay Rock] Told you we bang like.. Top Dawg Yeah T-Pain like Two shots for the you motherf**in lames You got alot of money, I got gun, we can exchange Give me your funds, and if I k** you, you gain a name Over these tracks I move like a motherf**in freight train Your career in the way, I run over that I got one under my seat Two inside the knapsack two of your friends with you that's three hundred each Shots of course, could've saved 2Pac Shakur It's just the thug in me, I make your top come off You pop some bubbly We celebrate after your departure, your greater god'aw'father West coast I'll be your father, small children getting on my nerves And I don't wanna be bothered, I don't wanna be obseverd and followed Well maybe I do, since I'm the leader of this new school.. Jay Rock [Hook](x26) [Jay Rock] The city talking to me The west coast talking to me They keep talking to me Down five up, in my soul Cuz we, cuz we been down too long So give me the strength to lift us up Cuz we here waiting for that day to come