Jay Rock - Hometown lyrics

[Intro: Gla**es Malone] Yeah It's only right that you hear from the hometown hero Capital! G-mothaf**in' Malone Bada** blue vision [Verse 1: Gla**es Malone] Check, I do it for the Eastside Mad a** Eastside Only drag and saggin', breathe in and leave the beach fried That's from Watts, I could never let you geeks slide Cobbler to this fat boy, y'all see this peach pride And that's the difference, ain't nothin' soft about me Not only Watts but Compton, sh**, they all be lost without me So how can n***as doubt me? Came at ya [?] Gone it, we was dumpin' water like the fountains Couple men accountin', when 100 dollars off of council Who could cancel any n***a with diarrhea of the tonsils Your family mourning like Alonsle when we shoot That's how Watts raised us; like pigeons in the coop Some of us fly away, others land on the roof Or get locked in the cave, when the eagles come to swoop So this for every crip, or every n***a that sawoop And I feel like a soldier, so when you see me just salute [Verse 2: Jay Rock] It's Jay Rock Watts finest Top Dawg Entertainment! Yeah! When I say sh** I just want the people to feel me, you feel me? From my hometown to yours Lead brings showers, when it rains, it pours I'm really from the bricks, projects to be Pacific In the spot with the pots and pans, whippin' like a chemist I remember the day, when my momma started trippin' Told her a hustle is all I know, I gotta make me a livin' Pitchin' nickle and dime rocks b**h n***as was dissin' Tell I got me a 9-shot, catchin' n***as slippin', flip 'em Them was them good ol' gutter days Sittin' im my Regal rolling big ol' blunts to blaze Then gettin' high 'till I'm touching them clouds A lot of sh** up on my mind, is what prevent me to smile These wicked streets, the reason my heart cold I guess I'm just another lost soul Which means I'm gonna search for the crossroads Stay with my cross homes You cross me, you're crossin' the grounds I walk on, Watts! n***a [Verse 3: X.O.] You mothaf**ers know what it is man Black Wall-street up in this b**h Yeah, X.O I'm so inspired Growin' through the mileage Move through the solar system with no co-pilot Born a mark man, God was so bias And I swore to him I was born to be Galilee Came from the gutter, a wild little n***a Missin' piece to a puzzle, still trying to see the picture 2 parent home, but the hood made me smarter Cali's full of nothin' but [?] Maurter, may say I'm the last of the greats Old heads seem bulimic, they need to pa** the plate I'm hip hop's ba*tard, I need to pa** the mase Or reverend Al just Jesse Jackson castrates Pa** the hate, plus the bullets do me Shoot me, before you hit another young, black teen Seems, nothin' in life is certain but d**h That, and Imma always be a k**er for the west For my hometown