Straight Outta San Francisco (de...

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Straight outta that life in the hood side of the city, bring me no pity
I’m a king amongst my community, im straight outta San Francisco
Little bitch wanna get ended through a window, blood on his pillow
Before he heads below, he gives a note to his hoe, said he will be back tomorrow
Then his girl laughed and cried full of sorrow, she is feeling hollow
Few weeks later, found out I was the hater, the shooter, the danger
But she gave her prayer, turns out that bitch was a woman beater
She gave me head and made it a little sweeter, told her I was the grim reaper
Don’t know why I would lie about a story so fly but the shooting was real
Ain’t nobody know yet either, not even his teacher, not even his preacher
But they all knew one thing and that he was a drug dealer, what a creature
Got a brawl happening real soon, my group coming in like a damn typhoon
Rapping so god damn much, built me up like a tycoon, released it all in the bathroom
Rapping like MF Doom for too damn long, Your just a pawn, buts it’s a new dawn
 
Lyrical god, demon facade, don’t wanna get caught, hop on the yacht
Chill inside a hidden spot, cannot get exposed, or else my case is closed
Then I’ll end up in Alcatraz as a fucking ghost, or heading to San Quentin
So this hiding spot needs to be perfection, or im going across a different direction
Dont ask your question, dont question my intention, blowing up 9/11
Why would I be a bitch when I can be a fucking good citizen
Powder everywhere likes it’s cinnamon, travelled all the way to London
Too high adrenaline, gimme some medicine, where is my comparison
I’m a money stealer, money richer, paint my own picture, Pull the trigger
On a stupid what? Nevermind all that rapping so lyrical expressive
Songs ain’t even that expensive, I feel defensive, but you are excessive
I heightened my senses, kiss the smith and west because your going south
Get bit by a cottonmouth, only 2 rounds, now your in the clouds
Only I know of your whereabouts, your some clowns i have something to announce
How do I not mispronounce Floccinaucinihilipilification, this is a free nation
Or is it? I don’t know anymore trumps a bad person so hire an assassin
I’m sorry Ms. Jackson, how can you imagine Trump dead in his own mansion
 
Straight outta San Francisco, straight outta the bay
Straight outta San Francisco, straight outta the bay

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