Black And Yellow Lyrics - Singles - Crooked I

The Westcoast ain't the same without me 

cause I'm packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto 

This how we do it in the LBC 

packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto 

zoop zoop this is COB 

packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto 

turn it up let it vibrate the streets 

packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto 

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I'm from the hood where Grandparents are 35 

I dont bang, I hustle but still I'm certified 

last n-gga who shot I heard he died 

cause my address is 187 East Murder Drive 

all the pain in the my past I gotta verbalize 

it can't stay on my head, I gotta circumcise 

my tears drop on the song, they don't prefer the eyes 

a chick left me for that but that was her demise 

money cars and jewelry that sh-t had her astounded 

she searched for the essence of me and bounced when she found it 

I'm a complex figure, I'm a never ignorant, getting goals accomplished 

grew up in a lot of projects, Lochness hotness n-gga 

on a conquest to digest liquor 

in a contest to progress quicker 

than any in 2011, by making my thought process sicker 

bigger, stronger, faster 

homie tell me is it a fact 

through negative you can make yourself a prisoner 

if so I call them thoughts an unwelcome visitor 

music is therapeutic, I'ma get help from listeners 

I told you I'm so grow up I don't need therapy right 

America's nightmare carries a mic 

and I stay far away from snake fake character types 

I vow to never f-ck with you like I married a dyke 

keep it real when I make a joint 

streets tried to break me, couldn't find my breaking point 

the other night I had a dream 

I seen God he was a beam of light 

his physical form was human being like 

he gave me a couple of warnings in order for me to keep my life 

can't tell you what but I cna say that he was right 

I dream 16?s homie I dont need to write 

pick up a pen in oyur session, i'm just trying to be polite 

cover my genius up cause rappers are envious 

when I say I finished my verse they like "is he serious" 

5 minute lyricist with an emphasis on a structure 

plus the details I describe in the sentances 

mind you my timing better be live from the Genesis 

I bet metaphors and one liners are limitless 

first I'm on the West on some (?) 

then the spit will be in Italy in a Gondola on some Venice sh-t 

bars beyond bars has its benefits 

I'm Favre, busted chin, fractured ankle, 

I don't know when to quit (never) 

and old rappers when see me, don't say hi 

they call me 'cause I'm f-cking with Shady 

I say okay bye 

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[Chorus - x2] 

The Westcoast ain't the same without me 

cause I'm packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto 

This how we do it in the LBC 

packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto 

zoop zoop this is COB 

packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto 

turn it up let it vibrate the streets 

packing metal, packing metal, packing metal, acting ghetto