Vankazz - Doped Up lyrics

[Verse1: Vankazz] Somebody get me another gla** or just give me all So I can fuel my soul and just let it off Late summer sunset was all that I wanted cars in the coast Bumpin my tracks in Santa Monica Who would have thought I'd be the one to spit it on the mic These motherf**ers always said I'm better growing rice Ain't it nice to see me doing what I like? But this industry is full of fake f**s with no life Who said asians can't wear braids Or drink Koolaid Diverse colors like my shoelace Speeding up stepping two base Moonface naw ha skeleton in my looks they About bust out a rap with taste Yea cuz you know where I'm from in California Grew up listening to G-funk and Stankonia Got the sk**s from the 90's and I'll Show ya Hold up and see these b**hes get soaked up and get doped up [Chorus] Cuz we just getting started Let me spit I'm sure I'll get you dope up With my rhymes I know I'll get your hopes up Cuz we just getting started We'll get you doped up [Verse2: Vankazz] So tell me what a brother to do Let me put out my words out stuttering through The mind designed to rhyme starts to find the primary styles incarcerated in these kind of life Burst out the madness And make this sh** happen in static Like goddamn it! Goddamn it I'll still be rapping like Rakim Cuz I ain't jokin' provokin' mcs like I'm knockin' On heavens door You ain't gotta wait no more Cuz I'm coming and running to take over with no remorse Yo recall the time when I was feeling sore In my heart cuz even in Japan I ain't feel at home See the clones all looking silicon Dressed up in the same suit to be a pawn The f**s going on but I keep on flowing on walking like Pokemon with my song yo till I fall [Bridge] 1 to 2 to the 3 to the 4 It's the twiggy man coming at your front door [Verse3: Vankazz] Kickin back and being cool and seeing truth I can rap and be the new sh** coming through Cuz you know what it is I know you feeling this Never seen an asian brother get down like I got power It's ours the new generation of Hiphop and sh**s hot but some make it flipflop While some motherf**ers on freshmen can't rap But I really wonder why my name is being trapped God this is music I believe in I ain't leaving till my soul is deceased in Creeping in the world of no meanings Where does my rap go when I get called from the demons