Big_A - Live From Cali

Reporting live from Cali
Puffing weed in the valley it feels amazing
Feel untouchable the clouds I'm grazing
The crowds are raising up their hands in shock
The game I got locked in a box and I'll never let it loose
I can't do no back and forth cause bitch I'm up a deuce
Who needs a boost
I can take you where you would've been the first time
My worst rhyme is better than your catalog
So paddle on
Cry a trail of tears, if I fail for years
Better be there when I'm bouncing back
No ounce of crack I spit it raw
Just don't shit ya drawls, it's Jay and Biggie Smalls
Hitting balls out the park
Rob the malls after dark
And if it falls apart it's a problem
Way the world revolve around axis
Death and taxes all that's guaranteed in life
I done see it twice
My breath and matches will suffice
I've been scratching for a future
Watch me fill the stage with lice
Married to the movement
Matrimony, give my heir a Rolex
An angel on my shoulder
On a boulder with a halo
I smoke a pound and lay low
If you need me I'll be there just say so
I'm stacking pesos out in Tijuana
Try if you wanna but you will never match persona
Never stopping at a red light
Keep it moving, I've been steep improving
The sheep are losing so just keep it moving
The flow is god-level so call it heaven sent
It's clear and evident
The rhyming revenant
You play like Patrick Beverly
I'm more like Chris Paul
I told you call me when your chips are stacking this tall
I'm cold as the winter we must've missed fall
But this the resurrection, I'll be back in the spring
You can see me in the octagon and tap in the ring
How many ladies did we happen to bring
With no fans in attendance, nobody clapping can sing
You should see me as a youngin I was ripping the drums
I've been climbing the ladder homie
You gripping the rungs
The amount of smoke that's sitting in my lungs could be fatal
I smoke to hide the pain
Remember crying in the cradle
I pray for better days but nobody just seem to listen
I've been on a mission
I'm wishing to take the world by storm
With no feuds or drama
Move my momma somewhere warm
If I'm preaching word is born
Then on my sleeve my heart is worn
You can find me slinging leather 'round the horn
Life of devotion,
The roots and causes of foggy notions
And false emotion
My soul is sailing somewhere in the ocean
Somebody tread the water
Here's some bread for the daughters
With no parental guidance
Seems like something they shoulda taught her
No time to barter, hop on the charter
This is lyrical slaughter,
I'll take you farther than you've ever saw
Suicidal martyr there's no chance that we gone ever fall
All in all it's just your shot to call
If it's fourth and inches we should wait to see where just where they gone spot the ball
Empty gun we throwing bullets in a blitz
With no guts no glory why we take the risk
Coming of the wrist clean, spiral looking pristine
Viral play it's on the big screen

Written by:
Kevin Tirelli II

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