THIS IS ALL I KNOW !!!!

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

WCC's best pound 4 pound, been at it for 4 years, pulled a pac and got around
northern cali bay areaaaa... dats my stomping ground...
nowhere to turn when im found, cuzz like sony I surround
I dunno where I'm bound...cuzz I done been there and done that
I'm a dog in this game, U just another cat jack
west coast clouds part in skies through this darkness
immortal son of on slaught personified is heartless
trust me cuzzin...I aint tha one to spar with
I'm the one U call when U pack heat and need someone 2 ride wit
I stay on the comp and push these keys like Tony
Just cuzz U ain't mah enemy, it don't mean U my homie
none of u kno me, U muthafucaz is corny
aint no snow in my nose but loc this weed is stony
im higher than a muthafuca rite now, call me cockpit
still throwin bows like mosh pits, every piece is top shit
magnetic attraction of my knuckles to ya face
rite now I'm fightin a case...
that could land me 6 months in the hole for goodness sake
so don't ask why I'm quick 2 knucke up and throw em up
don't ask why I get high and drink till I'm throwin up
seeing me is harder than beating Midas at hand-to-hand
I put red dots on niggas like the flag of almighty Japan
or.. an indian man...then hit tha dank and fly like peter pan
so hot.. give tha muthafucin sun a tan....cmon son
I'll glue yur eyes to my ass so U can see where I'm coming from
this servn u 1-5-1, creepin on a come up shootin for the stars without a gun 
like 'Silent Oak', your bark is muted
by Violent flows, of darkened Judas
practice & dedication got me hell raisin
leave yo ass cold shaking like an old scoliosis patient
I never been a has been
so no, I aint makin room, fuc lettin other cats in
I'm a mile above your 49 states of mind like Denver
a bronco named zilla, meaning every keystyler here mixed in a blender
dats me homie, I'm in the business with a passion, humble like assassins
and as for my niggaz... we nothin 2 fuck wit, U can only imagine
my p.o begging me on his knees 2 pursue this rappin
he want me off the streets, but I say fuck his yappin
the only thing u see me doin 'off' is the 'wall' like jackson
this sand nigga rite here.. spittin game glamorous
got bitches all around cali, I dunno how I handle it
pick em up from they house and make em pay 4 gas
rip the guts for 2 hours then hand em my bus pass
but it's too bad, I knew that.. the shit expired when I graduated high school
do I give a fuck? nope...lock my door up and get high fool
now i sit back...once again clouds part in skies
and upon gazing at the blue with your very eyes
you’ll see me standing above all.. as god in disguise
I lip synch for him and expose your lies
I'd be rich if I had a dollar for everytime tha homies wasted time chasin thighs
I get that money cuzzin, too many connections and ties
use to slang more white than asian rice
now I'm doin it legit smokin la and passin life
'Rewind' time and watch 'My Country' 'Destroy & Rebuild' again n again
U can never feel my pain, it traces back to 3000 years of sin
born loser but im bound to win
from my up bringing in tha west to my persian skin
now let's begin...get a map and pick a place man
whether its the murder of the capital of the world
or the suburbs of the bay man
ive been to every scenery stackin scrilla that greenery
wit a big team behind me providin machinery
been thru hundreds of enemies
been shot at, lost a cuzzin and 3 homies to this misery
it's simply visible that i got the mentality...of a muthafucin soldier
a major factor without a soul smokin pounds of that dosia 
me and my homie mary jane, we reppin northern killafornia
grew from the concrete, never was raised
struggle amonst a dying breed
confused & dazed
we sip brew for dayz
u will be amazed.. the way we get payed
but hey..we still trapped in a circle, the devil made us roll in tight binds
that's why we seperate, segregate, try to fight sides
it's rodzilla cryin out lord, im tryin 2 find signs
young & restless cuzz I kno any day I might die
these streets gone end up killin me
i hope u don't call just yet cuzz i aint goin willingly
i aint done yet, i got some more to accomplish
no more tryin 2 start shit, im tryin 2 buy shit
all i see is money dreams and actually lovin a fly bitch
i dunno what love means, i never felt it
these hood rats dunno any better and every bit of love ive had i kept it
held it..deep within the heart of mine
and when its time 2 release..best believe im blastin it like the nine of mine
and thats it, thats that and the end of the story
a tale of murder, drugs, dirt and the fight for glory
puffin la till im high.. ride & get low
hustle and come up till I die... this is all I know !!!!!!!

[RXL]

tite shit

[Sikotic™]

Crazy shit man. You've been doin' this forever but you still come correct.

[bez]

Loved it man, love the way you write about shit you know about and shit you lie through.  See with me I will write about shit like that too but I will put myself in someone else's shoes and put my mind in their perspective for the rhyme, you write about shit from your own eye and your own experiences.  Dope mate.

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

I listen continuesly to the screaming of authority but get cuffed up when I roar back
I'm tryin 2 kick it in the middle of the storm and chill, but I'm too fuckin krayzie 4 that
born into a family of betrayel, older males.. full of secrets and lies
muthafucaz that do everything illegal till the day that they die
they wonder why I never settle for less
because I never had nothing.. hands out waitin for god 2 bless
but maybe this life is more than money
maybe I don't need money 4 my day 2 be sunny
my homie T, he's still lookin over me
I feel it man, he in heaven where he's meant to be
the energy.. that i have inside of me.. was never used 2 better me
I was tryin 2 be... all that I can
but man.. when life is stuck in a quick sand.. ure whole mentality hits the fan
my father was never there.. he was always out n about
that paper route gave him a bad heart attack.. he learned his lesson without a doubt
someone once told me, it'll be better in the morning
but what if I can't stop moarning about the past.. it's like a recording performing all day.. kickin my ass
theres gotta be someway out.. someway to become free
I wanna feel happy jus for 1 time.. feel soft & silky
them e-b loc gz from t-t, they feel me
I show luv and put in work 4 em even though it's risky
juss the other day, nigga ran up on my c-tour
we put a bat 2 his head, cracked his shit and took a detour
out here we quick 2 resort to violence.. raised up in it.. i dunno the meaning of silence
sometimes I feel like I need a good cry
a crisp blunt, a good high
every relationship I ever had was gold
but goddamm my heart cuzz it's so fuckin cold
I can't help it, everything is quick 2 get old
and before long, an entire life story can be told
but it won't include a real significant other
cuzz this confusion about love makes me jump from 1 to another
and I do it well.. trust that
I ain't had a real girl for years.. sometimes it's like who cares, fuc that
but I do have my bitches..
stricly 4 the weekends.. livin it up.. can't stick to 1
but when I wake up in the morning, I'm like what tha fuc have I done?
I need that energy that people get from a best friend
but when I actually find someone, I think 2 myself damm cuzzin, when will this end?
maybe im scared.. maybe i simply don't care..
but then again, im just a lost soul dats never prepared
I need my heart 2 repair.. maybe I need a good heart attack like my dad 2 make a flair
2 spark a change.. open a new page.. open up outta this cage
but dats easier said than done.. it's outta range
well 2 me anyway.. cuzz im used 2 my ground..
I only surround myself with a chosen few
these blocks got me goin siko man.. only if U cats knew
sometime some way when I leave the streets, n when my heart skips a beat
I'ma find peace.. dats 4 sho
maybe when I'm deceased.. prolly so..

[M Dogg™]

Goddamn... you had to have that shit in the champer for a long time, 'cause you just pulled a muthaphukkin .45 in everyone's head. Dayme homie.

[bez]

dope again, loved it.

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

it's like a pain in my spine leading up to my brain killin every cell in site
it's only a matter of time before i lose it and see that shiny light
i heard it's pretty bright...
but i'll be damned if i go without a fight
so get it right...i'm a certified sav from that trench side my brother
we whooride wit shanks n 4-5s my brother
my cuzzins still slang them 4-5s my brother
that 4-5 got my brother 25 muthafuca
back in 9-9... i went from bad to worse
my whole hood was cursed
we was throwin em up, squabbin
all day n all night.. ridin
fuc school and fuc a teacher
i went to jail & came out to moms actin like a preacher
dat was a first
shieeet...back in the hood in 01 with a thirst
a thirst to make a name for myself
it's me against the world standin all by myself
it was a nightmare, i woke up but wasn't dreamin
yellin so loud but no one heard me screamin
a lost soul once again...in the streets juss dwellin man
homies all around me but i wasn't.. happy man
ridin.. out tha window screamin that set shit
but it wasn't even really bangin..
it was more like therapy 4 me...shit
probation violated...
back in a cell... trust between me n moms terminated
fight broke out, my head banged up against the wall
my p.o askin what's wrong wit me... i said fuck it all
back in the streets with nothin 2 lose but life itself
it was then when i came 2 my senses 2 be myself
still throwin em up but cut back on kickin it
all about money, education, grabbin mics and rippin it
that struggle...shit im still livin it
but I got a new plan, im a new man
success... im grippin it
but there's still a pain in my heart creepin
i get wit females, lead em on then leave em
im so confused, dunno what the fuck to do
went out wit a single mother... she was 22
took care of her, she loved me, then out the blue
i realized i can't do it, left her without a clue
i feel guilty all day cuzz i actually have respect
emotional wreck... everything i ever repped
can be gone poof... in a second any day
till then, im stuck dealin wit trials n tribulations in this dirty bay...

[Jimmy Cash2120]

back in 9-9... i went from bad to worse

dope

[arsonist]

c'mon let see u do ur thing muthafuckas,
all i hear is bull shit coming from that regime,
take a look at the young and newest thing,
fuck u and that wack shit u call bling,

[Gangstauu]

c'mon let see u do ur thing muthafuckas,
all i hear is bull shit coming from that regime,
take a look at the young and newest thing,
fuck u and that wack shit u call bling,

LMFAO at u

Props to zilla

[bez]

Dope Rod.

Deep as fuck.  Loved it.

[Kill]

at points maybe the best writing i've ever seen by u rod...props

[BuddenzNasir]

is this what people get impressed by? no offense Rod props fo doin ya thing, but if this is what really...eh...amazes you, you needa stop listenin to the damn radio, eitha that or hip hop really is goin down the drain, not tryna knock on you Rod i thought it was str8.

[Kill]

^it's not technically elaborate, yet still very good for a keystyle