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letra de ain't pressin' - the west coast saints

[verse 1:]
i’m a master man in his fate, you can’t relate
motherf-ckers worship me so much you start to levitate
integrate the hate so much and turn in to fuel
i’ve been to west coast m-ssage since high school
my inner mood was often viewed as att-tude
and my way of life was often skewed by white dudes
but i rearranged my mental, grabbed a pencil
so i could [?] myself, rap fundamentals
my rap is bomb cause the wu-tang raised me
it’s kinda like the east and west had a baby
microphone check, you ain’t ready for a lecture
nice hair and t–th and a voice like jay electra
i’m from the slum of the dub, you already know
where we run to the sun, tell us when to go
big dreams for little kids, was pinnacle
happiness and intervals would hit your soul
i got a full mag loaded in my rhyme book
a 16 will have you thinkin’ that your times up
so west coats saints at ya
we’re screamin, “it’s a mothaf-ckin’ hit,” from the rafters
i’m runnin’ to you? no, i’m runnin’ through you
i’m stoppin’ so d-mn hard i’m leavin’ a mark from under my two boots
i’m p-ssin’ and lappin’ like you’re stuck in a parking booth
i better myself and stature wealth cause you know i’m flippin’ the boot

[verse 2:]

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- the west coast saints

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