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No Saints
02:41
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Where da fuck do ya come from
Where da fuck do you stand
I've never seen your face
Your fake ass makes me laugh
Hold me down
Got your back
Light em up
As they fall into the trap
You have been talking shit in every kind of way
I'll knock your ass back, put ya in your fuckin place
Don't try to back out cause the fear upon your face
This is the choice you have made
We are no saints
Where da fuck do ya come from
Where da fuck do ya stand
I've never seen your face
Your fake ass makes me laugh
No fakes
IN OUR HOME!!!
Throw it up
I know where my people at
They been down since day one
We're no Saints
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On Sight
03:02
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Surrender to the root
Where in the fuck, ya think this started at
Blood, sweat, and tears, a story of the streets
I give respect for those who came before
See me at your crossroads
And you will know, there's truth in what we say
A movement that started from bad brains
I surrender to my buried roots
Surrender
This is the life, that we are born into
Trust not a one, unless they neighborhood
Now you can see, the tie that binds us all
To the core of our bones
This is on sight
This is dealt with on sight
Think before you speak my name
Never wanted to be here
But ill tear you apart
Ignorance has got you twisted
Got you lookin like a chump
Bright lights, big city, at night the scenes arnt pretty
Bright lights, big city, Ill show you a world thats gritty
This is Hoodshit!!!
Fuck
All you heard
All you know
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Call Out
03:09
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Uh
We see you hiding
No one knows exactly what you see
All I know there is this anger in me
This is a call out, alive or dead
There is a cost to pay, that is priceless
You are a monster how could you believe
You would not answer for any of this
The courts may dismiss, but the streets won't forget
Don't blame the victims
You take advantage, you spoil and you mame
If we left unchecked, you would kill for your way
The courts may dismiss, but the streets won't forget
This frustration I have with lacks of laws
Blames the victims, instead of the cause
Lust for power, privileged yet full of spite
End the abuse, their crimes come to light
You are a fuckin coward, hiding among the masses
Fuckin coward, hiding among the masses
We'll redefine the culture
Grant power to the victim
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Whats Good
02:32
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Coming from the South Bay, reppin Shark City
Dolóres por vida!!!
Cold Death, is on my back
What good?
You have reached
The point in which
Everyone thought you would be dead
Instead of feeding
The soil, the worms
Another day is revealed instead
Be warned, This world, Will try
To bury you, deep in the ground
Be warned, of the things you do and you say
This world is full of let downs and decay
Will try to cut you down in every type of way
That is just life
And now, it comes the time
In everyone's life
Whether to carry on
Or to choose the knife
Don't be a victim
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