West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: QuietTruth on November 22, 2007, 09:31:02 AM
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Represent, represent!!
Represent, represent!!
Represent, represent!!
Represent, represent!!
Shit ain't fake in the hood, some songs make you picture what it is
In your brain you visualize but seeing it makes you feel how real it is
Dudes posted up on walls like forums ready to hustle wit they best glance
Grillin' the streets, wit they hood on they head in they Russell sweat pants
No lames on this side, reppin' the inner city which we finna pity
Seein' how the change of environment is gettin' real pretty,
(Only the real niggas is still gritty)
Streets is still filled with crime though, niggas escalating to killin' dudes
An' the shit still ain't making the local papers or the morning news
Still in the dumps, it's just, these kidds is tryin' to cover it up
But we still sleepin' in dust, livin' wit muck, we gotta re-open it up
Show you the realness how the heartache is still lurkin underneath us
God reachin' out his hand but it's still too far away to reach us
(Only waitin' on him to teach us)
11, keeps showing up on the clock right before the hour
Somebody in the afterlife knows it's still hard out here, signs is gettin' louder
Times is changing, and every head knows that for a fact
They just tellin' u it's gettin' better but they only speakin' for a half
Ain't everybody bright, some still in the dark searchin for a light
Blending in cuz when they spot us, we ain't goin' out witout a fight
(So until death, I'ma still)
Represent, represent!!
Represent, represent!!
Represent, represent!!
Represent, represent!!
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Dope shir man +1
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get a producer and record that shit bro
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I just be jackin' the shit to write verses anyways, lol, nah, I appercaite the feed, thanks ya'll, BIG FUCKIN' propz.
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props doggie
hot shit like always
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that verse was nice +1