from the swat

so

my music is like an attraction

real funky

this your people

always talk

talk

nothing

do you see? i talk

talk

they always talk

yeah man

i know you must answer

i know you must answer

ha-ha-ha

lookin' for the swag

you can get your issue

lookin' for the swag

you can get your issue

lookin' for the swag

you can get your issue

lookin' for the swag

you can get your issue

look

i grew up in winfield on forum park

two options

fight for your life or starve

dracos could've had my chest tore apart

but the hemoglobin of the lamb had my door marked

ooh

that's haile

haile

mi padre

yahweh

you could see he hydrate my wave

drive straight through my old hood

was forced to migrate

intense crime rate had bodies sittin' sideways

ooh

flow hot as a cookout

before them charlo twins was bookin' bouts

i went the crook route

you would shout if i could count out the times i nearly got took out

half these lanes

they claimed to be gangstas

was really lookout

so

lookin' for the swag

you can get your issue

lookin' for the swag

you can get your issue

lookin' for the swag

you can get your issue

lookin' for the swag

you can get your issue

born from the west

born from the west

b-b-born from the west

born from the west

born from the west

born from the west

b-b-born from the west

born from the west

olympic flow

i need five rings and a flamin' torch

went to the school of hard knocks

i had to stay the course

i tried my hardest to keep the peace

never waging war

'cause if i shoot

my partner shoot the same shot like we playin' horse

prayin' for all the g's movin' keys like they playin' court

they endorse and may exhort low-key archaic forms

of thinking to keep you the kingpin of your decaying corpse

be weary of things you cravin' for and what you say before

you get it

back in houston

alief is ground zero

mayne

i'm tellin' you boys man

it's goin' down

they obviously can't stand up

it's live or die

i ain't seen 'em

r.i.p. baby

i will not be afraid to go in next time

look

i get to cookin' and conjurin' though

flows that be timeless so i don't have to remind them

that i'm a shark and piranha in one

flow like the dalai llama

my mama ain't had no commas

my garments was never designer

'less i would steal from behind the counter at westward mall

got lucky

was blessed to ball

low-key be next to fall

victim to the street

did everything to go out there and make you prove yourself

but i'm still connected with them g's like a gucci belt

truly felt that holdin' it down

i was a skilled leader

plus i would get it

shakin' with both hands

like a cheerleader

no pom-pom's

i would drop bombs on an op

i wore sean john 'til it dawned on me to stop

i felt like don juan and low-key was sworn torn

and them boston days are long gone

but i felt like i'm ron bron

with the rock of ages in my corner

when i'm on phase i'm sweet as lorna

doom 'cause i'm tryna sign us all coons when i'm performin'

yo tobe

why you rappin' so hard?