Текст песни West Coast Stand Up - Seventeen

I stay high as a kite, stay fly as a fly
I don't bark but I bite in the dark of the night
I don't start up the fights, I put an end to your life
I present you the pipes and turn men into mice
Turn cats into rats and turn packs into cash
I turn grass into ash, still jackin' the glass
I'm fast, did it fast, you were blessed from the past
You whack in the back, it don't get whacker than that

And you softer than soft, steady talkin' the talk
While I'm walkin' the walk like a walk in the park
I'm the boss of the boss, yeah fuck what you thought
Yeah fuck what you heard, that's the word on the block
Yeah turn it up a notch and pass the scotch
Goin' straight to the top like an astronaut
When the album drops, motherfucker you just watch
Detonatin' beats since 17, we got a lot

West coast stand up and put your hands up
And wave 'em front to back and side to side
For seven ten, yeah bring a new reason to rhyme
We 'bout to shut this shit down and we mean it this time
West coast stand up and put your hands up
And wave 'em front to back and side to side
For seven ten, yeah bring a new meanin' to life
We 'bout to shut this shit down, yeah leave you behind

So first and foremost I rep the west coast
You pass direct though, we 'bout to explode
Like matches in petrol, heat melt your Eskimos
Don't need ice to be colder than a frozen vegetable
I'm just lettin' you know, shit I'll put a slice in your throat
Just to prove my point sharper than your average poke
That's why I'm baggin' more dough than your average Joe
Pretty soon everybody on this planet'll know

Who's the answer, who's that new Tony dancer
Hope you cook, gun hooked, go hope you win your man son
Pop through in the black truck while you try and catch up
You ain't no match for me so put your hands up
And surrender, come out wavin' the white napkin
'Cause if you don't, there ain't no tellin' what might happen
Your whole life flashin' right from where you're standin'
Hopin' to the point you're lookin' at your own closed casket

West coast stand up and put your hands up
And wave 'em front to back and side to side
For seven ten, yeah bring a new reason to rhyme
We 'bout to shut this shit down and we mean it this time
West coast stand up and put your hands up
And wave 'em front to back and side to side
For seven ten, yeah bring a new meanin' to life
We 'bout to shut this shit down, yeah leave you behind

When I spit, won't talk, but be about it
It's about holdin' it down with people you down with
For them I'll let the pound split down to ounces
Re-elected Bush just so we could beat around it
Disobey, yo, time to put the pistols away
Don't listen to the terminator, or what the senator say
'Cause at the end of the day, all I got's a pen and a page
A bottle of Jack Daniels and a cigarette to play

Plus beats and rhymes with the freedom to speak my mind
Thinkin' back on the past, how I should leave it behind
Believin' that I have a future's a dream that I hide
Like a secretive lie, sleepin' deep in my eye
I'm pushin' paragraphs, tryna bury the ash
It's like a cemetary six feet deep, buried in grass
Turn cherries to ash as your whole area crash
The light at the end of your tunnel just faded to black

West coast stand up and put your hands up
And wave 'em front to back and side to side
For seven ten, yeah bring a new reason to rhyme
We 'bout to shut this shit down and we mean it this time
West coast stand up and put your hands up
And wave 'em front to back and side to side
For seven ten, yeah bring a new meanin' to life
We 'bout to shut this shit down, yeah leave you behind (yeah)