VERSE 1:
Yo i'm committin, Original Sins with Original dreams,
and epiphany's hittin when i'm sippin the Beam,
see i'm balanced like a Great White finnin' to stream,
and the lines comin natural i'm spittin 'em clean!
in a state of mind where they don't outlaw shit,
freedom is king and i'm fuckin with a "Midas Grip"
that help the flow come scoldin, and Golden through,
reppin ROCKILLERS! rollin with ACHOSEN-FEW (.com)
and when the wheels start rollin it's on baby!
coverin' this concrete jungle where we all treated like 'CONS' daily,
but here's a 'PRO', Tommy-In-dis-putible,
i- forever grow, from the Rap flow to the cuticles,
and here i stand, a 5'8 monster,
to violate live bait, and primate impostors,
till sides ache, the first guy on the roster...
to make spines shiver and declinin' your posture!


HOOK: Yo Cuhhz,
I don't give a fuck what you heard 'bout me,
when you sittin on that curb, tippin out 'Olde E',
ima leave you somethin to remember me by...
and if you got.LUV better show me!
Cuhhz,
I don't give a fuck what you heard 'bout me,
when you sittin on that curb, tippin out 'Olde E',
ima leave you somethin to remember me by...
and if you got.LUV better show me!

VERSE 2:
baby life & stress,
i flow like light breeze, write like checks
birds bees, & breeze like me, so hike they chests
bein a menace when with the guys holdin tight to Leffe's
we don't mess with lights...we get nice offa pints of heff
nevertheless, what are you mice or men
don't step or you'll get imprinted by some Nikes or Timbs
likes it stiff, A little ice and diced with gin
and i like my drinks how i like women
.....cheap with alcohol in
So i don't just come in - i coast and post
Ask your bitch who she's lovin - and she knows the code!
Cos i'm caught up with these cats from accross the globe
so when i'm in Cali - i get lotsa hoes!
So Shorties Drop It Low, give me a duck dodge, tuck & Roll
if your at the bar pour me another, And Fuck the Po!
cos we ain't nothin Pro's, fresh in all
make hoe's touch toes & chests,from the best to custom yo!

VERSE 3:
yo i'm that caterpillar leavin alice in wonder,
the land rover when i travel without malice i'm under,
the influence of better intracite flows
make 'em look innocent and everyone knows,
i'm not a inner kid i'm kin to the coast
the west flows through the palms, my blood and my bones,
opposed to the calm -of the storm before i spit..i get into the zone,
i let the arm of the law be code i curse most,
so i compound fractured my own
like i be fightin the good fight with one arm tied
behind my back like fake smiles and two faced liars
and if i ain't on ya system like e-rased files
ya better download the track, and back-it-up style!

cos i ain't just takin up space on ya memory drives,
if i gig ya leave with somethin to remember me by!
and if ya dig what i'm sayin raise ya bev up high
and take a swig for everybody with a place in the sky!