Real Eyes, Realize, Real Lies.

I Don't Bang For The Color Or The Land. I Bang For The Principles And For The Honor. I'm Bangin' For The Westside- This Is In My Heart, This Is How I Feel.

And Now I'm Like A Major Threat, 'cause I Remind You Of The Things You Were Made To Forget.

Gangsta Rap Is Dead. I've Moved On. And The Raps That I'm Rappin To My Community Shouldn't Be Filled With Rage? They Shouldn't Be Filled With Same Attrocities That They Gave Me? The Media They Don't Talk About It, So In My Raps I Have To Talk About It, And It Seems Foreign Because There's No One Else Talking About It.

I Want There To Be A Life For The Street Element. Instead Of We Always Getting Shut Out. Instead Of Defenseless, Having Power.

They Have Money For War But Can't Feed The Poor.