Allegiance E

So we feel that it's a must. We couldn't bring this one to you. So we feel that it's a must. Let the funk cross the land. Yeah that. Only violin my shit is the record Collection. That's engineered hardwood and marble in My entrance way. In the wine cellar got some Old tech, keep it vintage. The glass bottles, real sippers know the difference. If you try and break in, enter then suffer The consequences. Staring down the barrel of a new Smith & Wesson. Do you dirty like Harry or Eastwood in a western. I remember long nights on Western. Big was a grasser, in the fifties they'll sweat Him. So I put her in the studio to Take off the pressure. I was still a rookie of the sixteenth letter. Holly introduced me, I wish I never met her. I wish I never really met her. She was a older chick. She put me up on some good game to Get major grip. I tried to walk the other way, But I switched up quick. She put that money in my hand, Irresistible bitch. Yeah, uh-huh, please. Fabricated raps is some shit you probably made up. Only kept it player, bitches really paid us. Gotta give it up to the ones I got Game from. Nick was a monster, Killa was a Gangster. Wacko, that's my partner, ain't no Changing. I know you mad, you should be happy That I made it. Duck being raided, shells from The gauges. Fucked on some models, Daytons I skated. Psycho and active just like X-rated. Now it's shows out in Sac with my loc X-rated. Damn, mom made it. Could've been a victim of another gas station. But the man up above had plans, no pearly Gates. Yeah, it's billboard plaques and sold out Stages. Do you remember when we were on the Block serving at the spot? Just hanging out with the homies on the paper Route. I looked up to all the OGs when I Was just a kid. I grew up off that funky shit like Parliament. It harder than what you think. It's the music making. Take a toast to the OGs. Can't you see the king in me? Funk is the soundtrack to these streets. These streets. Whoa, whoa. Oh, Oh, Whoa.