Sacred Blasphemy - Kings Are Back lyrics

[Rhinoe] Daily hustle, Daily Grind, on the edge of the map. Left side to be exact, West coast ready to snap Drop your head leave you dead, We don't do it for the bread, We do it for respect get it through your head. Thugz life is in the air, Californias home be the danger zone, dont stay home alone cuz I bust through your window 45 extended clip in your house on your couch, crack a 40 have a sip, dont give me lip, shut the f** up and move actions speak louder than words ill break you in your hood Im a golden state g dissecting your brain human flesh at stake, mistakes leave stains come around this scene dislike take flight 3 strikes youre out, be ready to fight if you aint from the west don't come to the coast if you are from the coast put your gla** up and toast. [hook] We drink we smoke we straight west coast, We run the streets, take flight the most If it wasnt for the west you wouldnt need a vest, Bullets at your head aint no aiming at your chest. If you get high then dont come down, If somebody disrespect bet beat them down Cuz the wet id back to reclaim its crown, going hook for hook, going pound to pound. [Skandalouz] If it wasnt for the west these rapper wouldnt need protection This interception will be your depression My vocab will toe tag your whole worlds perception, mother f**ers witness this west side aggression, The Raw, The Real. They feel it when we k**, they spit about the cars, we spit about the steal. They talking bout some bull sh**, no talking when the bullets hit. We run up in your spot, hit the ground or be the murder vic. We vicious when we enter, unload on the scene We got these posers trippen like some methamphetamines Anaheim be the dungeon where they hit you up with pistols best to run for safety when you hear them funny whistles, Take flight, hit the blunt and then pa** it Slap the mother f**a if he act a silly ba*tard the west is back and the kings have arrived. head hunting wack emcees homie, dead or alive. [Hook x1] [Zoot Zoot Cla**ic] I be drinking and smoking, stirring all this commotion with the ruckus Im bringing, now the wheels are in motion for the few that are chosen not the lames that be posing, dancing, prancing around like strippers for tokens and you gotta be joking while Im locked and re-loaded Devoted to murdering anything sugar coating cuz I find it repulsing so Im planting explosives You rookies and novice in case you didn't notice Police looking for motive while your heads in the ocean, and the rest of your body is rotting with maggots and roaches So my slogan will be and always remain, f** with us and get damaged to brain Ravaged with pain, this savage can't be tamed or held down by chains, a virus you can't contain So I maintain a balance with the good and bad sick side all day cuz homie it's on like that.