Hook
12 years ago, a friend of mine, asked me to spit these MC
rhymes, so I said this rhyme I’m about to say, the
beat was dope, and it went this way…
Verse 1
Well my name is T, from the golden state, they call San Andreas
cause I cause Earthquakes, Been rhyming on the mic since
the age of 8, the fans and the people tell me that I’m
great, yall can hate, but they relate, trying to get all
of you walking through them pearly gates, I been to city’s
all around the globe, Nicaragua, Australia down to Tokyo,
Lima Peru and London back to San Tropez, when I’m
in Paris France pale vu France, seen me on TV and on big
screens, now I’m crushing MC’s like they jelly
beans, now get both of them hands in tha air, and wave
em all around like in around like B-Boys in flair, we bringing
the noise, and a raising our voice, plus I keep it old
school like the Beastie Boys.
Verse 2
I had to take this rhyme back to the 80’s, when rap
was bout skills DJ’s and the ladies, didn’t rhyme
about sex and degrading themselves, and rappers didn’t
glorify busting em’ shells, this is a hip-hop blast
from the past, stop, all the violence put away all the straps,
better enjoy the music cuz it’s not gonna last, if
we keep on glorifying all the killing and gats, the milies
and Mac’s the chronic and hash and the cats slanging
perico on the corner for cash, we gotta try to make a change
for the better, and stop, selling out for the fame and the
cheddar, put down berretta, quit throwing up letters, I’m
trying to make a difference it aint getting no better, that’s
why I came to represent for all of my people, wit conscious
rap Chico, cuz It’s almost illegal.
Verse 3
Peace love and respect to Run DMC, LL Cool J, and the treacherous
three, kool G Rap and Kool Mo Dee, Marley Marl, Kool Herc
and Kid Capri, I was blessed to make records wit KRS, now
I’m hustling hard trying to resurrect the West, 1
love to all the people that passed away, Big Pun, Pac,
Biggie, Jam Master Jay.