The S.C.L.A
 

South Cetral Los Angeles is wear my grave will rest../
Gotta show were my origin became the infenest../
Long lasting taste like mentos making my rymes fresh../
This concrete jungle is a survival many man royal rumble../
Get caught slippin to get cracked and fumble../
Guns in your mouth to make you mumble../
Thats the trouble i face in a daily double../
Man, gunshots all night and drugs to capsize all the trapped lies../
Youngstas don't realize the meaning when someone dies../
A life aint worth shit in my hood ok dude!../
The crackers got all raveshing like rick rude../
While we get shot dead in a drive by that was misunderstood../
I wasnt even a gangsta but related by the bad or the good../
Fuck it, it was ment to happen eventhough yall laughing../
My thought is real and hard to breakthrough like steel../
Sand talking about internet aint real around this field../
I didn't like the remarks you spilled../
You got no love and get drilled../
Shot with hollows to think you were killed../
Do you know how that feels?>
If you don't then u must kneel../
To my cards that i deal../
Fuck the mass appeal../
Fame came on was gone like a big mac meal../
I breakthrough your imagenery shield ../
I will end this game now to make you feel../
South Central Los Angeles is more than real../

GOOD SHIT, KEEP IT UP PLAYA