[Intro]

[1st Verse:El Prez]

Born and raised as a leader since my younger days

Running through the "dirty" south central streets of LA

Never wanted fame in the hood, I was un-amazed

On to the bigger things, seen the world in my range

All I got to do is aim

Take a couple shots at the top and watch them drop, all I gotta do is reign

Seven days a week, no sleep, just train

When belief is in the brain it ain't got to be explained

[2nd Verse:El Prez]

Portrait of a true connoisseur, you could frame it

Hang it in the MOCA, this is more than entertainment

Super soak your girl every time I poke her frame in

I just give her back shots until she scream my name and

It's on to the next

Autograph on her breast

Toe tag any beat laying every track to rest

Eternal sleep for the weak I am not impressed

I'm just blessed to be walking in these giant steps

[3rd Verse:El Prez]

Urban Street Americana, this is heritage

We dictate and illustrate what a terror is

Not a menace to society, we terrorists

Embarrass kids, cause they ain't comparing to this

The way I twist they compare me to Spitta and Wiz

So don't get mad when your girl wants to give me a kiss

She wants a pass so I placed this dick on her lips

Now every time I'm on tour, she taking a trip

[4th Verse:El Prez]

We're in a different age

World's on a bigger stage

8 million stories every time I flip a page

Somebody's out here going broke, others getting paid

Some of us satisfied with waking up another day

Me and my niggas we just links in a bigger chain

And you ain't seen no iller shit since Slick Rick and Kane

We real niggas taking risks

Fear of failure don't exist

When you out here making hits like this

[5th verse: El Prez]

This here is forever or never we stick together like

Naked bodies fucking on leather couches on summer nights

Coming up in the city we shine under the brightest lights

With rhymes tight since niggas was playing final fight

Take my advice you don't want to go against

The minister of defense

The one they call president

The nigga behind the tint that's making all of the sense

They say I'm making a change, I say I'm paying my rent

[6th Verse:El Prez]

Freshwater blue nikes it's a shark fight

Bright white tee you can see me in the dark night

I'm with a chick blowing trees at the Arclight

Trying to see some shit that Spike Lee said he don't like

You niggas lame, some I-just-wanna-belong types

You rarely got a Mike pass(ed) like Bill Cartwright

Suited up like Chalky White

I roll the dice

And walk away with all the ice

Blaow!