cos i'm tryin get that love from the block to the burbs
and just tryna toe the line when there's nothin but curves
let the city lights shine & get lost in it's curse
and when the timeline's over bitch you know the words!


HOOK:
Cos i'm just livin' tryna Groove it Right
CHECK-IN, forget the baggage and just cruise this flight
CHECK-IT, kick it till i ain't got shoes in sight
and all the women in the room, let's see ya move tonight!

COME ON, Let's see ya drop it like you lost ya grip
GET DOWN, like someone ran up in here poppin shit
COS IT, ain't a party till i rock this bitch,
AND IT'S HOT, off o' the top or when i jot this script!

VERSE 1:
the skys the limit....
when i rhyme or spit it or kick it with a line i writ it's
kinda redic, it ain't physics ho i shine and live it,
no counterfeitted, it's confetti any town i visit,
like evey penny i get ready, like i'm down to flip it.

you called in the air, i called it indie rare,
hip hop catchin this burb bus to the city yeah!
so call the city mayor i'm reppin for the OC
MV, 949 code where the coast be!

the wind against my face in this rat race,
i should be leadin the pack but where i'm at is like i lack pace?
but i got stamina, the manage the facts based
i stand on my own two and you? you gotta back brace.
so whether i'm in last place or the podium,
i'm keepin raps laced from the crack to the sodium
like 1, 2, 3 and this 40oz done
swiggin it back, while i get T.PLUV from ya shorty son!

HOOK:
Cos i'm just livin' tryna Groove it Right
CHECK-IN, forget the baggage and just cruise this flight
CHECK-IT, kick it till i ain't got shoes in sight
and all the women in the room, let's see ya move tonight!

COME ON, Let's see ya drop it like you lost ya grip
GET DOWN, like someone ran up in here poppin shit
COS IT, ain't a party till i rock this bitch,
AND IT'S HOT, off o' the top or when i jot this script!

VERSE 2:
yo it's the Tommy-P economy crunch-you know the score,
you get the message i don't bottle it up to float ashore
it's as clear as the sky is blue and the CODE OF WAR...
ima ride through spillin a beer on your home decor!

from the ocean floor to the surface,
i'm servin a purpose, showin these kids what adverse is,
swimmin upstream to disperse this ..
"give a fuck" team of illiterate teens an "ALTERNATIVE"

so play it back let it sink in VIBRATE!
open up ya minds to it let ya eyes DILATE!
if ya roll? Griiiinnd to it,
if ya don't? sliiiide into ya "Primate" intuitive tuck & roll dive

yo cos, it's the way that i get down,
and not a day goes by that i don't pray that i get found
until then? it's just the way of the WESTBOUND!
CALI-Forn.I.A to the UK's Best sound!

...........

cos i'm tryin get that love from the block to the burbs
and just tryna toe the line when there's nothin but curves
let the city lights shine & get lost in it's curse
and when the timeline's over bitch you know the words!


HOOK:
Cos i'm just livin' tryna Groove it Right
CHECK-IN, forget the baggage and just cruise this flight
CHECK-IT, kick it till i ain't got shoes in sight
and all the women in the room, let's see ya move tonight!

COME ON, Let's see ya drop it like you lost ya grip
GET DOWN, like someone ran up in here poppin shit
COS IT, ain't a party till i rock this bitch,
AND IT'S HOT, off o' the top or when i jot this script!


VERSE 3:
the Name's Tommy.PLUUUVV...
where the huggs? won't ya show some baby!
ya catcha buzz when i flow Sun's hazy
my mind tickin at a crazy pace, it's checkered signs when i flow a line
meet me any place, you wanna rhyme let me know the time!

don't get it twisted i ain't ghetto like
i'm just tryna fix up my game, oilin the chain on ma' pedal bike
And Ride on it, like the beat, when i meddle,
comin live on it pourin somethin sweet from the kettle NICE!

i'm on the roll more than antique ROADSHOWS
hoggin the beat like a band geek SOLO,
hittin the peaks like i'm everest cold yo,
steep like you ain't ready to get on this! HOMO!

so heads or tails, it don't mattter cos i ain't stoppin
lay it tighter than two dames in the same coffin
bumpin "Dead Wrong", while i'm fuckin lane hoppin
swervin on bourbon impersonatin' ya vein....POPPIN!