The Jacka - Sicilian Breeze lyrics

[The Jacka] I been missin' in action, on resorts just relaxin' Lookin' in the water while the dolphins is pa**in' Underneath, a long way from the streets I slung yay with the beasts, I seen war turn to peace Then right back into war I never bought a gun out the store But I bought one at school from a fool before I got a 77 box sittin' on top 4s Sittin' up real high, windows up real high I got my .50 in my lap cuz' I don't trust no guy I ain't into swine, but I'm into pushin' a line All my young n***as see me, they stuck to the grind Now matter how much I smoke, I keep seein' ghosts Chop a zip then post, with spitters online Most my n***as is blind, they don't see a n***a state to state tryna shine They say Fat Tone didn't k** Mac Dre, and Puffness don't shine Look n***a, I'm just a crook n***a I ran up in D-Boy's house and took skrilla Like f** you n***as, I need a vacation When it comes to the streets, you have no relation [Hook] Yee, I be MIA, yeah MIA Very front seat Heat game like I'm finna play Coppin' whips, buyin' sh** n***a like I'm finna stay I'm out a n***a house, n***as never been away [x2] [The Jacka] After Q, before Pac, now a 19 Glock 91, I seen k**as with a curl on top 2-6 and Cuddy had the fiends on hop Back then moms threw away her dreams for rock We knockin' [?] Too Short bein' seen in drops Dougie Fresh keep risin', keep risin' to the top Young n***as soon to murder realize I seen a lot Make Salat in the night time, knowledge is power I'm in NYC standin' by what used to be towers I used to be in Martinez bull pen for hours Interrogation from the boys was my quietest hour I was right behind the gun blast, rainin' lead showers I used to be young, hang around cowards Acting like gangstas tryna figure out what my style was That's too deep for you squares to comprehend I'm on top of my game, on the run from the law again [Hook] Yee, I be MIA, yeah MIA Very front seat Heat game like I'm finna play Coppin' whips, buyin' sh** n***a like I'm finna stay I'm out a n***a house, n***as never been away [x2] You talkin' hella sh**, look at me in my eyes It's coo cuz' when I return somebody gon' die Somebody gon' ride along side ya, and open fire I'm burnin' more trees than the Oakland Hills Fire Mothaf**a I'm ice cream cold, I spit dry ice Made it snow in the summer, thank God for my supplier Muder is for hire, make dealers retire I hate dealin' with liars, n***a you ain't lie to be rich High school drop out that didn't win the lottery I'm a dope MC, the world expect a lot from me So I'ma hold it down, when my n***as ain't around I'ma stand my ground, like I'm the only one in town I don't give a f**, it's hard but I ain't givin' up I can lose all I got, I'll still live it up I still live in the slums, n***a dumb as f** I made a hundred thousand ones when I was young as f** We made the world love The Bay every place we went We kept it lit, we really with the sh** I can teach you kicks, like Mr. Miyagi Windows up, smokin' tryna contemplate a robbery [Hook] Yee, I be MIA, yeah MIA Very front seat Heat game like I'm finna play Coppin' whips, buyin' sh** n***a like I'm finna stay I'm out a n***a house, n***as never been away [x2]