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06 - Persuaders

from The Second Coming (edited) by Blake Worrell

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I paid my dues doing this thang
Here's a, little knowledge comin' your way
It's strange, I'm stuck overseas I can't leave
Nobody else except good 'ol me see
I used to raise up in the streets Los Angeles '89-96
Playing that game rockin' terrain, smokin' them thangs,
makin' it rain -the bang bang.
Things don't change, cause 10 years later,
I'm chillin' overseas seeing these kids, clutchin' they fists,
comin' equipted
I did these deeds a long time ago -now what the fuck is this
I thought at times speed we'd move on
na, it's just the same song
Generation after generation
non-stop-pump-pump -penetration
that's whole emancipation
all of it
I had a kind of revelation
Like damn, I knew I should've done it
ya, I've done fucked up, now I choosen how to run it.
Sometimes people gotta dip in the shit
they gotta dig in the dirt and fuck with it
Things is getitn' a little bit rough
they like to flex the toughness
that they can't fuck with us -ha!

Sometimes them fakes just get me down
I just wanna knock 'em out
Them games they play just get me wound
I wish that they could walk my old grounds
East, Echo, Crenshaw, Downtown,
All over So Cal and out
All ghettos in the world laugh and frown
on them fools who just don't know...

They like to get up all it.
Big time shots
like they own the whole city.
I'm just ridin' all low
OG Los Angeles -you know! -ha!
Like I said, I'm overseas chillin'
Exile shit -ya, I ain't trippin'
and that's the way the twist seems to go
and now I try to spit some wisdom on them new kids that flow.

Cause, You ain't got nothing to say
when it's from around the way -no
You ain't seen nothing on streets
When it comes to droppin' heat
and you ain't got no game
when it comes to set trippin'
claimin' they name
no they can't see no risk
until they end up in a real ghetto on some real shit.

Seems like almost every city
bowin' down to submit
gettin' greedy with they thangs
they want everything they see on television
now how the fuck you wanna become another's vision
half of these punks ramblin' shit
askin' me questions like:
How you did your dues Blake?
Yo, I ain't sayin' nothing
Better figure out for yourself and change something cause
I've been in it one time
one too many and I'm zippin' the crimes
Thought how I can get out
and not dip in it again
you'd be doing the same shit
no, you ain't callin' my friends
you wouldn't know what they 'bout
6 feet deep -shoutin' out
I know they be seeing the shit that I be doing
and they looking at me proud
cause they know I be improvin'
Comin' up in this new game like this
Mecs beats helpin' with this -yes
He hit the vibe with me, I hit the vibe with him
and so it's on to win.
So why do I spit the things that I spit
Maybe it's just me, tryin' to get a grip.
I don't even know, this is kind of a skit so, lets get gone and zone with the chorus.

Some things happen on they on
let it show itself in it's time
so long as people learn they own
keep on questioning why it's wrong
Try change and walk away from
Those who could probably harm
Don't wait too late until your lost
It can take some time to adjust

-That's right -BLake, Mecs-Treem, 2008 ya'll

Sometimes them fakes just get me down
I just wanna knock 'em out
Them games they play just get me wound
I wish that they could walk my old grounds
East, Echo, Crenshaw, Downtown,
All over So Cal and out
All ghettos in the world laugh and frown
on them fools who just don't know...

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from The Second Coming (edited), released March 15, 2011

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