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***Hip Hop/Rap. Some Songs fused with influences from Electro-Pop, R&B, Rock, Dance, Pop, Jazz/Funk, and More.
***#25forever by Patrick Antonian
***With features by:
Ras Kass, Stacee Adamz, K-Young, Vicious Automatic, Chilly Willy, Sonali Bijor, Maria Cozette, Rashondra Angelle, El-Prez, & One-2
***Production by:
Alchemist, Sebu Simonian of Capital Cities, Arctic Love, BeiRu for Musa Ler Music, 51/50, Rocket Pro, Les Correa for Soundmind Industries, Voski, A.Chilla, Paycheq, Komplex, & More…

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released March 5, 2016

***With features by:
Ras Kass, Stacee Adamz, K-Young, Vicious Automatic, Chilly Willy, Sonali Bijor, Maria Cozette, Rashondra Angelle, El-Prez, & One-2
***Production by:
Alchemist, Sebu Simonian of Capital Cities, Arctic Love, BeiRu for Musa Ler Music, 51/50, Rocket Pro, Les Correa for Soundmind Industries, Voski, A.Chilla, Paycheq, Komplex, & More…

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Patrick Antonian is a Los Angeles based musician. Mostly focusing on music licensing for TV series' with features on FOX, CBS, ABC, TNT, VH1, Spike TV, Netflix, TLC, & more.

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Track Name: Elite Year ft Ras Kass
Chorus:
We want shots of Patron, yea, getting it on, Stayin Blown aint nobody going home. We want shots of the goose, make the ladies get loose. Got respect like bishop in juice. 24/7 we don't go to sleep here. 366, even in the leap year, uh, even in the leap year 366, even in the leap year

Verse1 Patrick Antonian:
Take the swooper right over the hill. them valley boys, piecing up we gone spend about a mil. fresh dressed with a license to kill. Ready to start it right. shot of patron cheers up to the party life. Hollywood nights turn to hollywood days, before the suns coming up we gone hop off the stage and hit the after hours popping at 2/3 like jordan, we aint leaving till 6 in the morning. Then we cruising off back to the telly, drunk as fuck ima put it in her mouth. Acanelly. Bumping that makiavelli actin a fool. middle finger out the window till we back to the room. another epic story shot out to T and 40, shot out to cousteau & OMG them the homies. Buying out the bar in hollywood restaurants, AJ tell em what the fuck we want.

Chorus:
We want shots of Patron, yea, getting it on, Stayin Blown aint nobody going home. We want shots of the goose, make the ladies get loose. Got respect like bishop in juice. 24/7 we don't go to sleep here. 366, even in the leap year, uh, even in the leap year 366, even in the leap year

Verse2 Ras Kass:
Dilated brains evoke, hop out covered in smoke. Shoot through the nose, park my shit in the from row. Hot nigga status, my bitches badest. I don't pay, I don't wait in line, they know who Ras is. Radical dictator, ima a fuckin fashist. You and your girl friends, jeans, fashion faggots. I got hoes from carson to calabasas. That live next to Kardashians with fatter asses. San Fernando Valley, where the ladies at. Los angeles girls make it crack. Im back stage vip, drinking out the bottle like mr marcus Im a real hard act to follow. Matter fact at times I attract a model, but grown dick, Im a real hard act to swallow. Between the partying, the pills, the pot, the bitches, and double shots, it don't stop

Chorus:
We want shots of Patron, yea, getting it on, Stayin Blown aint nobody going home. We want shots of the goose, make the ladies get loose. Got respect like bishop in juice. 24/7 we don't go to sleep here. 366, even in the leap year, uh, even in the leap year 366, even in the leap year
Track Name: Get Louder
Chorus:
Loud. OPM Overdose, thats the definition of dope. Nigga Im talking that loud. (x2) We Blowin That. (x2) Loud. Cant get no Louder. And You know we got that. (x2) Now for them get louder. Loud We smell Like (x2) Loud. Me cant get no louder. And you know we got that Loud. and you know we smokin Loud. now for the youth get Louder.

Verse1 Vicious Automatic:
Walked in the shop already high, Walked out with a half ounce. God damn it I forgot to buy a damn swisher, why I'm tripping I'm bout to go get some liquor so I can just get it from there. Put it up in the air. Ay. We hella loud, when ever we come around. We stir up a fucking crowd, You semolina you know Im down, Nigga. A pretty smile we packing and passing nouns. Im tryna get so tore up that Im bout to pass out nigga. City lights, palm trees, kush, indicas, from the state where the weather stay a perfect temperature. West Coast, no I don't know jethrow, she gave me that petro. Criminal how I take niggaz bitches, call me clepto. Smoking every 10 minutes, call me a kushaholic, Im LA’s Best capitals one, what in your wallet. The best rapper is the shit in toilet, guess whats in my closet.

Chorus:
Loud. Blown on that loud, Chain on Loud. Smoking on that loud like we cant get no louder. Smoking on that loud, Molly on that wow, All up in the crowd. Now for them get louder. Loud. Vicious Automatic, Patrick, Chilly Willy, In the crowd like, Loud. Blowing all the cash, Preyn on them dogs like Loud Now for the youth, get louder.


Verse2 Chilly Willy:
Dont make me pull the horns off our head, hell boy. Bow down and kiss these converse, Bruce LeRoy. Snitching niggaz always fucking with an allaby. Fuck with me and all you see is red apple samuri. Every day ickary, sick and piling shit. Baby OPM, All she say is don't overdose. Give her pot that A. Dee. Do. That rotor rooter, All she get is that. She be sucking me up like a hoover ay. One plus two. Then I get it! Niggaz talking like they don't get it. I be special Eding niggaz, dumb Uh confounded. Then you flex capacitor, doin it in my dalorian. Fuck with, Don't rap around me, Im not a fan. Im an air conditioner. Baby I am Cavaraw. You are so small, You pissin on your balls. I am lost like a dog, I am Rough, I just get it bitch off the roof. Im popping off that molly got me sweating, This my tech yea.

Chorus:
Yea, Bitches love smoke, Bitches love Molly, So you know they love loud. Loud. Me cant get no louder. Hoes love Pat, Love Vish, Hoes love Chilly cause he louder. Now for them, Get Louder. Loud. Come to the crib, Ima hit it so hard, Ima have you yelling louder. Me cant get no louder. Loud. Pound for pound. Round for round. Man Bithes trade pussy for the loud. Now for the youth get louder. Loud

Verse3 Patrick Antonian:
The goon squad is on mash mode. Pop the truck, Click the whip on the strip, In straight cash mode. Ugly girls be saying they be some assholes. I tell em kiss the hand that where the cash goes. Official pimp, its the click don't get it twisted. No gang, its mob shit, stay handling business. chilly willy got blue magical crystals. Vicious Auto got bitches touchin they ankles. We turned up. don't ask why, say why not. I touch and turn on bitches like an iPod. Kill the bar, crack a few hoes and shake the spot. Grab the 40 glock, One Eye closed. Im cyclopse. It aint no telling the level we bout to take it to, If your dial maximum ten, We break the magnitude. We ingest everything y'all stay away from, A1, Everything homie I stay amazing.

Chorus:
Loud. We Blowin That. (x2) Loud. Cant get no Louder. And You know we got that. (x2) Now for them get louder. Loud We smell Like (x2) Loud. Me cant get no louder. And you know we got that Loud. and you know we smokin Loud. now for the youth get Louder.
Track Name: Cold Block
ntro:
The Block Is so Cold, The Block Is so Cold, The Block is So Cold. The Streets outta control cause the block is so cold.

Verse1 Patrick Antonian:
Them Cold Killers are getting graphic, Keepin it classic. Splashing your brain up against the wall with a 45 plastic. Player, its getting drastic. Duck, when I burn the toast. My homie Im bout to blast. You gone end up in a casket. Im a west coast mack and a PC. Pimp Click run the strip since BC. 5000. Valley to the mountain, Hustle in the city, getting cake from them ounces. The street get cold, but not as cold as my heart be. Ice box in my chest I got no heart beat. Im the hunt for money everyday shit. My crew is super thick. Ready for any lick. Working non stop forever and a day shit. Jeezy was right, I need a fuckin vacation.

Chorus:
The Block Is so Cold, The Block Is so Cold, The Block is So Cold. The Streets outta control cause the block is so cold. (x2)

Verse2 Vicious Automatic:
Get yours before its gone. its hard like concrete. cant get a damn job, but I see them diamonds up in your teeth. Snatch that piece from round your neck, in the streets with no respect, got you beat like a game of chess. you pawn niggaz get checked. Uh. Creeping out of the block slowly, looking out for the police. calling shots from the pen like a mutha fuckin og. official pimpin like goldy. in a mind of a killer, for real a gorilla, I'm up in the middle, give me a milli like lil wayne. 9 millimeter to a nigga face, make a nigga Explain, You bang? L.A. in this bitch like a fetus, doing it big, nigga, cletus. yea. go hard for the block, dodging them cops and helicopters, we carry choppers, got the swag of a shotah, clocking, pockets hot.

Chorus:
The Block Is so Cold, The Block Is so Cold, The Block is So Cold. The Streets outta control cause the block is so cold. (x2)
Track Name: 2Much
Chorus:
No Matter what they say girl. You Know. Your the one for me babe. For sure. And I wont let you leave that easy. Cause we been through too much.

Verse1 Vicious Automatic:
It all started, Young a retarted. Something like falling in love from first sight. Gave birth to my daughter, told me it was an honor, So I was on Her. Baby I love your style, Smile, Everything about you. No Doubt you hold me down like gravity. Im a G, but I hate when you mad at me. The things we cant change, look at what we been through. Thinking to myself what hell am I getting into. Life is a dream and it aint what it seems. Don't make a scene and I never believed when you threatened to leave. you friends need to go get a man of their own. Leave us alone. Always putting ideas in your dome. Man, come on. Never doubt we would be together so long. You yelling too so stop telling me to watch my tone. Family steady tryna stand in our way. I cant really beg you to stay, but

Chorus:
No Matter what they say girl. You Know. Your the one for me babe. For sure. And I wont let you leave that easy. Cause we been through too much. (x2)

Verse2 Patrick Antonian:
And I don't even know where to start. Cause inside I got a huge black hole in my heart. Im having black thoughts and things start falling apart. The root of the pain, we all tryna imitate art. But love aint a concept, Love is a mindset. Dead Prez said it best. Searching for mind sex. and its true, me and you had a strong connection. I had love and a lust with good intentions. You in my face, pushing past in the hallways, Always yelling at my house and its hella late. You need to leave. Take it way out the 818. Wait, Im sorry baby please wait I'm sorry wait. We both tried to make things work, but every time we tried we both made things worse. both sides decide to tell lies. At the end I chose to say goodbye.

Chorus:
No Matter what they say girl. You Know. Your the one for me babe. For sure. And I wont let you leave that easy. Cause we been through too much. (x2)
Track Name: X/O Skeletons
Chorus:
Popping bottle with the ghouls and the goblins. Money in the room and the wolves got a problem. Vampires looking crazy in their costumes. That XO got me feeling like a cartoon. (x3) Got the golden fangs, howling at the damn moon.

Verse1:
They want the quarter sack. Boy it aint no holding back. Im the quarter back and throwing Dubs in the cul-de-sac. We cooking white girl and mix it with the soda pack. We moving work way more then them older cats. On the streets with the beats. knocking heavy grind. been practicing my hustle since the year of 89. Its my time. Bout to take over the main event. Plus got the bomb loud listen to that heavy sent.

Chorus:
Popping bottle with the ghouls and the goblins. Money in the room and the wolves got a problem. Vampires looking crazy in their costumes. That XO got me feeling like a cartoon. (x3) Got the golden fangs, howling at the damn moon.

Verse2:
Got my Cartier on in my car. Got the Yayo and its Yolo. Me and butter getting bolo. Man that super syrup got me leaning like I was a cholo. And its picture perfect. In the album, females taking photos. And them haters hating. Trust man, they always staying right on schedule. It’s perfect timing added new diamonds in my bezel watch. I never stop. Keep the heater cocked. we neighborhood watch. Boy, this here is my block.

Chorus:
Popping bottle with the ghouls and the goblins. Money in the room and the wolves got a problem. Vampires looking crazy in their costumes. That XO got me feeling like a cartoon. (x3) Got the golden fangs, howling at the damn moon.

Verse3:
Everybody got a story to tell. Only the strong survive. You can make it heaven or hell. Im hearing tales from the crips. Talking with 40 glock. That bloodsport banging hong kong to Bangkok. Slang rock on the block. Tatted in tang tops and my louie boxers. Im fresh to my damn socks. Seven racks on the watch. 200 on the face. they versase. Get erased if you tryna take my place yea.

Chorus:
Popping bottle with the ghouls and the goblins. Money in the room and the wolves got a problem. Vampires looking crazy in their costumes. That XO got me feeling like a cartoon. (x3) Got the golden fangs, howling at the damn moon.
Track Name: Running Forever ft Sebu Simonian (Capital Cities)
ntro:
You got me going in circles, Like the hands on a clock go round and round. It seems your loves uncertain. Our days are fading out.

Verse1 Patrick Antonian:
All day I plot on Scheme on forgotten dreams. Tryna sew up all the edges of my fallen seems. Im burned out like street lights on this open road. Thinking bout the right words in these broken poems. My soul been blasted, walk the streets as this hollow shell. My future trapped inside the cell of tomorrows jail. Theres nothing left for me here. Im all alone. Stressed out, drugged up, and been depressed for a year. Im tired of running round. need a place to stop just to rest my head. My bones hurt, my back aches, and all my muscles tense. Im still moving though. Reflect while I'm cruising slow. Undercover on my tail like its the Truman show. The same story, cops on the blocks are hating on me. I cant be stopped, I got a dime piece that waiting for me. The blunts lit, ashes fall as the night settles. The lights cut on, I hear the sirens of the truest devils. Luckily its not for me cause I don't like police. They bagged two hispanic cats up in a brown caprice. Jump the 10 hot boxing, savoring my smoke slow, laying low, music on. The only way to go. Years of pain, pacing back and forth waiting. Mental run away, but never found my safe haven. Its not the worst of things. More snakes are surfacing. Who can relate to the drama that type of burden brings? Soul survivor till the day Im laid down. Pedal to the floor, wishing for more. I ride round

Chorus:
You got me going in circles, Like the hands on a clock go round and round. It seems your loves uncertain. Our days are fading out. I spent my whole life searching like bird in the sky going round and round. This plan is just not working. Im tied of running round.

Verse2 Vicious Automatic:
Sudden images encrypted in my conscious. concepts give me the interest. Reality becomes a song with lyrics to fill the beat. Music for them to move with. Memories of many years. Niggaz who died cant even count the percentages. Losing focus. Took for you to tell me to notice. taking blunts to the neck by doses trying to get over this. I felt embarrassed for the both of us. Rock bottom, hit it long time ago. I done been around the world and back again. Both ends and I aint looking for sympathy like Im innocent. Got better things to do then listen to hypocrites. Though you would do or die, comment a suicide. Over you and I you would lie directly into my eyes. I’d never leave. Thats what you would say to me. We would get married and have better things. Is it all a dream? Now a days I think deep around the clock, circling the block like some fiends. Not knowing what today will bring and so I sing.

Chorus:
You got me going in circles, Like the hands on a clock go round and round. It seems your loves uncertain. Our days are fading out. I spent my whole life searching like bird in the sky going round and round. This plan is just not working. Im tied of running round. (x2)
Track Name: Black Cadillac
Intro:
Black Cadillac, Gold Trim, Westside homie (x2) Black Cadillac, Gold Trim, SouthSide Homie. Catch me in a hood near you we stay riding on em.

Verse1 Patrick Antonian:
We let em off quick. The world don't stop so why punks wanna waste time. Roll a blunt, let me ride the snare, put a little bit of truth on a bass line. Welcome to Cali where the cracks is active. Everybody bumpin on some old gangstah classics. In a black cadillac with gear thats matching. Ty kush with for the people that be feeling the passion. Lets ride. I love the details wood grain to the gold trim. Cut back the top, get some 20s, put em in a low pro with chrome lip. Big bag of kush, a hot chick, hollow tips in the four fifth. Big bag of kush a hot chick hollow tips in the four fifth. Right up in the middle of the street with them oldies bumping. Yea. True hustlers putting in work. Undercover cops on the block stop and stare. Im just doing my thing. Im king, rolling. Im holding. If you catch me slipping, its on. You bet I'm in a,

Chorus:
Black Cadillac, Gold Trim, Westside homie (x2) Black Cadillac, Gold Trim, SouthSide Homie. Catch me in a hood near you we stay riding on em. (x2)

Verse2 Vicious Automatic:
creeping up out of the block slowly. You don't know me homie. With a bottle of O.E. We rolling up oak trees. flipping O.Zs out the back of the Baritz. Repping that OPM. Gold grill cadillac with a gold trim. Sitting on chrome 20 inch rims. Burgundy skin. Aint even heard of him since, but I be hustling. Take a lose and Bounce back like a rubber band and I be up on the game, serious when I be playing. Looking for something to aim. Dipping all over your lane. Smoking a hole in my brain. Start the ignition with out no key, but a brother be sitting clean, Gripping that woodgrain. In a burgundy cadillac, gold trim. Throwing up westside. Lets ride. Hat tilted to the left side. Thats right. They be like, damn them boys should be paid huh? Where the hell did they came from? They be flipping that paper, that paper. In a,

Chorus:
Black Cadillac, Gold Trim, Westside homie (x2) Black Cadillac, Gold Trim, SouthSide Homie. Catch me in a hood near you we stay riding on em. (x2)
Track Name: Soldiers ft Maria Cozette
Chorus:
Soldiers. Heart is what you need inside. Build knowledge, get your mind strong. Read and Write. No matter how hard I try, I cant see the light. I realize, Hope plus control is the key to life. (x2)

Verse1:
This for the souls chasing the steps we grew from. Retracing the hope of a child that we knew once. A certain innocence with an unexplained purity. Reaching adulthood only to be lost in obscurity. Now, very special for people of every color. Pain is universal, we feeling that same hunger and that struggle. Live in the flesh, It’s every human that had a presence. We come from the same essence. Succumb to the same pressures. Home boy, what you think that means? Your DNA is almost the exact same as that tree. It’s a cycle, Im a psycho. Medicine is my weed. Chain of command, I hot box your brain with much ease. Cali Kush is the only choice. Im raising my only voice. Making moves on a voyage. Its a movement. Stay true to your music and muses as it reflects. Who got next? Step, but represent correct.

Chorus:
Soldiers. Heart is what you need inside. Build knowledge, get your mind strong. Read and Write. No matter how hard I try, I cant see the light. I realize, Hope plus control is the key to life. (x2)

Verse2:
This for my soldiers that died. Knowing theres more in this cold war. Families that survived, but morn no more. In fact we ride and represent for our people. Over the edge of the easel. The heart is no longer peaceful. Its lethal. Im having trouble sleeping my dreams have been out of sequence. My homies seem to be scheming some type of childish reasons. Im building righteous living, but come from the wildest regions. I’m running in circles, but stop when it comes to grieving. Im O’ed out. Body on Pause. Mind at light speed thinking of cause. It nature primal instinct laws. Feeling king pin boss. the city is my accomplice. Labels promise the profit, but tell me tone down my conscience. This is real street mind hard at work. Soldiers that dedicated to changing ways of the world. Take it or leave. It’s an either or. We ready for war. Hardcore. Now repeat the chorus.

Soldiers. Heart is what you need inside. Build knowledge, get your mind strong. Read and Write. No matter how hard I try, I cant see the light. I realize, Hope plus control is the key to life. (x2)
Track Name: One Thing (Prod: Bei Ru)
Verse1:
The truth is people come and they go. Its just the way of the world so be ready to roll. A lonely soul. I only have one real goal. Its selfish. I gotta make myself feel whole. I know fortune and love are beautiful things, but they will both disappear if the eyes will just blink. So remember when you out there making your name everything comes and goes player even your fame. yea.

Chorus:
You Never know what may come in your way. So get ready to play. If you search you wont stray. Release the pain theres a better day. So be ready play. If you search you wont stray. (Overlap) Music, Its a movement. Grove to it. Music is life and I’m living it righteous.

Bridge R&B:
Im Struggling with this search within. Wondering, will I ever win. This battle of the heart and mind truth and lies. Got me thinking to myself

Chorus:
You Never know what may come in your way. So get ready to play. If you search you wont stray. Release the pain theres a better day. So be ready play. If you search you wont stray. (Overlap) Music, Its a movement. Grove to it. Music is life and I’m living it righteous.

Verse2:
Enjoy the moment. Even pain got a brighter side. Im a rider till I die, but i was born to fly. Did everything myself and Im Used to it. Go ahead and check the updates in my new music. Me and my Gs stay working on a voucher system. Music is life and you know we about the business. Supply will create the demand and it’s vise versa, but nothing feels better than writing up some tight verses. I do it for the love or because the passion is in my blood we creating a buzz. I catch a rhythm in the club. Something to fill the empty void and its exactly what it does. And Im Good. I feel at peace for a second. It’s the same type of vibe I get in a studio session. So don't complain when everything you’ve ever known has changed. Just remember One thing remains.

Chorus:
You Never know what may come in your way. So get ready to play. If you search you wont stray. Release the pain theres a better day. So be ready play. If you search you wont stray. (Overlap) Music, Its a movement. Grove to it. Music is life and I’m living it righteous.

Long Musical Outro.
Track Name: Welcome (Prod: Bei Ru)
Verse1:
Come on and run with a brother that been solid from jump of the forefront. True monk keeping his work blunt. Filled with mad skunk. Hash, rep the camel hump. Pull you out of your slump. Bumping Baru funk deep in the trunk. Its the future surround track sound to the worlds marry go round. From stage to burial ground. Never back down. Paint the town shades of the different hues even though I’ve grown accustomed to singing the blues. Human debut most of his views. It’s humantlity. My code is daily kept inside the battle field. Run with me. Strictly finding beauty in the depths of the filthy city. Two sides keeping me busy all dizzy. Walking the night misty is mad risky. Chances of losing your life is 50-50. You better watch your 360. Theres no pity. Nobodies picky. They blast quickly. First slip will be your last really. Act silly and get a taste of the tip of the iron. You gotta stay Moving real swift with a murders silence. Shhh. Always on deck. Tucking a tech just to make it home. Im a pure mortal, heart local of this cold stone. Pump positivity before theres no pulse left. I write an opus in the fortress. Lebanese forces always on focus. You can ignore this. Yea

Turntable scratches.
Track Name: Due Time
Verse1:
Wild nights in the city never get old. Strange days. Stories told of the gory and gold. The mighty west, where my fortune unfolds. Hope to travel from corners that cold to tropical coastal abodes. With K tree. C low key. 3 O.P. M dot don't stop this beat OD. Im the same old G.O.D. trapped in the hex of status and sex, intellect, checks, street connects. Get money stay true to my word. Let people live. Concrete morals. Double crossers will get the ditch tho. You dig yo? Full justice inside of this click. It’s too sick. I will put out the next mans candle stick. Wild shit. Both parties were acting out. Face to face, talking loud. Nobody was backing down. Beef the first time. Beef overtime he’s back in town. Now a days he wont come back around unless he’s packing round. Plus the oreos got the blocks on fire like lutskis. Catch me in the back streets with a blue hoopty with a Q.P. and a cutie. Thinking to yourself you thought you knew me. True seed. Day in, Day out tryna make things right. Im a true monster. Fuck ever hustle flip life. Weighing grams in the dojo, sitting next to my promo. Thinking to myself, what is righteous. Im more realer if you ask me killer. Lebanese gorilla. Evolution to iller. Went from graph writer, B-Boy, to straight soldier. The games over. Forty Five for sanke cobras.

Chorus:
I hear the bells of the grim reaper ring. It’s a beautiful thing when you know your a king and Ima hold my thrown for as long as I sing. I got that cali tree sticky. Pull out the bing baby.
Strike rolls like dynamite tryna get that good score. Cant a young man make money anymore.
Tryna make it in this world that filled with closed doors. Cant a young man make money anymore.

Verse2:
You can give me anythng. Call me an hour later its gone. Get my work done. the style of a lebanon don. Lakers on the hotel screen at the Vagabond. Music on, Bagging up cron, Always a tag along. You smoking my tree? First to work, first to get steam. Follow the rules. someone else would have probably hollowed the tool. Which is what might happen if you bite a beirut jewel. For petty shit you’ll leave both eyes black and gaboud. Trust it. It’s no threat. Its cause and affect. Taking the right steps to becoming a music vet. Clear the set. OPMs next. The show murders. Came to take all your shine like jewel burgalars. Come ups Comes Ups. You better not run up. I will stick you with a right thats off the richter. Back cuts like Valley Vista and hit the freeway. Five different cities. It’s an everyday mission baby.

Chorus:
I hear the bells of the grim reaper ring. It’s a beautiful thing when you know your a king and Ima hold my thrown for as long as I sing. I got that cali tree sticky. Pull out the bing baby.
Strike rolls like dynamite tryna get that good score. Cant a young man make money anymore.
Tryna make it in this world that filled with closed doors. Cant a young man make money anymore.

Verse3:
I keep a cover shield. Stumble over humble hill. Ego cities crumble and the ruble builds. Twice as fast with my double kills. A.C. run his skills. I get a sudden chill. Spill. Puddles fill. Long reach, Goat touch. the Dynotharium. The witch doctor. Puffer fish risk in that aquarium. It varies some. Second dish, pissed man, Im barely numb. Athrolopiticus fearing us. Why? I buried em! Brick neck night crawler. You throw your punches. I roll with em. Quick counter react. Im cold living. No gimmick. Butter had already told genius. It’s a fucked up world. Can’t afford to hold sickness. Though my dogs on a chain with more jackets than one. Yet we still run around and flip a package of bud. It’s cali love. Peace ladies, yea what s cracking. Whats up. Party, Passion and drugs, Ill drum addicts and guns.

Chorus:
I hear the bells of the grim reaper ring. It’s a beautiful thing when you know your a king and Ima hold my thrown for as long as I sing. I got that cali tree sticky. Pull out the bing baby.
Strike rolls like dynamite tryna get that good score. Cant a young man make money anymore.
Tryna make it in this world that filled with closed doors. Cant a young man make money anymore.
Track Name: Tha Re-Surface Interlude (Beat: Alchemist)
Intro:
Please Leave a Message. Yo Human whats up mayne, Where you been at? You was acting all crazy last time I seen you. Hit me up, Let me know whats up witchu. Whats on your mind?

Verse1:
Drugs, Guns, Money, and Woman. And I think about the children and the state of the music. The instinct of the human. Its a beautiful movement. When you got enough heart to change the world and you use it. Bang for yourself and your fam. It used to be unity. Now a days its a few cats you choose to cruise with That mutually got each others back and hold fort when chaos arise or bruitally pop off. Will the world change, cops got the blocks locked off. L.A. won't stop, we not that soft. Pay the cost of the price, so My fan will live right. As long as I plant one seed in this life. See my ancestors went through struggle and died, so Ima have to keep that legend alive. Its a destiny tie. Just for the record we survived a huge genocide. A horrible story, tell me now why would we lie. Yo the system is corrupt, Its all fucked up and you can't trust no one. I hate hitting the streets with no gun. Promises of the future is broken.

Bridge:
I write a song about love and it all goes wrong. i write a song about experience and it comes out strong. Call me the soldier child. Its from where and the way I was born, Its your turn to feel your enemies scorns. (x2)
Track Name: Shut Down
Chorus:
When I do my thing, Its gone bang. we gone shut it down. Lets go hang at the club we gone shut it down. Spark that flame hit that bud, we gone shut it down. Feeling like a star at the bar we gone shut it down.

Verse1:
So smooth when he swagger through. Holding down the avenue. Nigga with a attitude, but I aint cube. Soooowoooo. In a coup with a cool custom. bitches say they love him. haters act like busters. Feeling so disgusted cause i treat their girls mouth like a damn suction. Treat my mutha fuckin gun like a muscat. I know you wanna touch it. Mmmm, wouldn't trust him. ketchup no mustard. See we don't wait in line. Hit the VIP section with some of my clientele at the bar. We gone shut it down. If she got to much make up on she a clown. Ay I know Im too much. Something like Kobe baby I keep it too clutch. Fly sexy independent woman get swooped up. Call me cashews. Im too Nuts. Official pimp mob taking over the game and you can bet that.

Chorus:
When I do my thing, Its gone bang. we gone shut it down. Lets go hang at the club we gone shut it down. Spark that flame hit that bud, we gone shut it down. Feeling like a star at the bar we gone shut it down.

Verse2:
Its a lawless game. Im a play it to my advantage. Be a baller mayne. Counting stacks on the path to the hall of fame. My dad passed down his hustling ways. Im getting paid like Lebron james. H1er the young gunner. The mutha fucka thats hotter than a valley side summer. (What Up) I love a hater. Its a fuel to a paper chaser. Talking your shit will have you swamped like an alligator. Let get more, lets get more hoes. My track record is good, thats Daz my eskimo bro. (For Real?) How I get it is how I live it. Im closer to living life how I imagined up in my vision. Spending money from the hits that got you dancing on the ceiling. We gone shut the game down with the music that we be killin. The villain insane, off in the brain. Kill it with vicious. Official cali division. Players keeping it pimpin.

Chorus:
When I do my thing, Its gone bang. we gone shut it down. Lets go hang at the club we gone shut it down. Spark that flame hit that bud, we gone shut it down. Feeling like a star at the bar we gone shut it down.

Long Comedy skit.

Chorus:
When I do my thing, Its gone bang. we gone shut it down. Lets go hang at the club we gone shut it down. Spark that flame hit that bud, we gone shut it down. Feeling like a star at the bar we gone shut it down.
Track Name: West Coasts Finest ft Stacee Adamz, K-Young, El Prez, & One-2
Verse1 Stacee Adamz:
I hit the switch. lift the ass, see the chrome undercarriage. G-ed Up, Neck flooded with stones. 100 carats. No Fitted, clean cut fresh, and fly a s kite. Iron cocked for the jackers, I aint dying tonight. Straight legit. Fuck Supplying the white. Fuck catching a case. Im like cube I push rhymes like weight. Send em a message. Stacee eat niggaz for breakfast. Fenna silence all the critics and skeptics. Its the gang bang capital. Kill Cali, the cappo, Im strapped so its how I was raised it comes natural. They aint never seen a G like Stacee. Hair pin trigger. Still got the heat off safety. Got a fan base. Real Gs relate to me. Got it covered every angle nigga A-Z. What they doing? Hating on me, but naw, they never cross. Cali’s finest and Stacee the Boss

Chorus:
West Coast Finest, Come and roll with me. You know how it be In these Cali Streets. We do what we want. (x2)

Verse2 El-Prez:
Where all my real Mic killers. Skinny as reggie Miller. Iller than catching sars and salmonella. Sicker than tounge kissing an aides patient for skrilla. Who you thinks the biggers monster. Me or God Zilla. Nigga. You can find me ina town house villa with a bad senorita smoking kush in cohibas. From a broke chicken head to a plushed out diva. I see you. Just keep your nails done and your weave up. Until you weak niiggas ease up. Ima scribble my name into your frame like a tree trunk. Out the trunk ever month. Im an animal. International. Back handed, yea he a pro. I stay ballling like the lake show L.O. and two Four. watch em at the staples while you glued to the tivo. Chevy maricons and regals. Rolling low. Bumping we holding these streets.

Chorus:
West Coast Finest, Come and roll with me. You know how it be In these Cali Streets. We do what we want. (x2)

Verse3 Patrick Antonian:
Hot box the V8 then I roll out. When I get the paper Ima have the top chopped down. Enjoy the California sun while im riding. The smell of gun smoke You can hear the sounds of the sirens. Its all good feeling neighborhood peace. meet me at the park so we can roll them trees up. Cops hit the block wont freeze up. Hoes down all my pimps say Gz up. Always got a lot of spots we can hang at. Catch me in my earth tones, jeans and my tan hat. The west coast where the hits stay timeless. cops in the rear view we still dippin stylish. man the sun feels good on my bones. I might as well buy a stone at the funeral. A certain love that I got for my zone and the cannibus. Listen real close you can still hear the hammers click.

Chorus:
West Coast Finest, Come and roll with me. You know how it be In these Cali Streets. We do what we want. (x2)

Verse4 One-2:
Crime pays. 900 and 99 ways. through my whole week. I grind all nine days. at the junk yard round the clock. Beamers and Benzes get stripped down and chopped. Shipments out of state. My homies got heart. Only talk business talk dominoes in the park. With a purple sky line. Feel the calm breeze. Producing goose bumps and moving palm trees. Its a sunny day in the city of LA. Rush hour makes me wanna get away. Try not to get round up from 110 to the 10. get off La Brea, hit the shop for a line up. And a slight fade. Throw Hakeem and extra tip before I get in the whip and dip. Blow trees as I return to my block. Its back to working and hustling non stop baby.

Chorus:
West Coast Finest, Come and roll with me. You know how it be In these Cali Streets. We do what we want. (x2)
Track Name: In This Game
Verse1:
In This Game. Watch your back and keep track of everybody's motives. They puppets hoping the eye of the public wont notice. We the unknown soldiers with real talk. Keep guns with no Holsters coming to serve justice. the nightcrawler with more substance. was never shot but survived nine times through a custom search. Others are not honest. No one to trust. No one but us. My paranoia from good chronic. We go gettahs and trend setters. My rhyme book contains well written death letter. My One liner flip from sound wave to all light. Reflecting more that a rapper explaining his whole life. You know the type real anxious and talking all hype. Contradicting himself like that shit is alright. You a dick rider late night your home boy prolly put the ribbed inside you. You a convicted lier. Im the jury, the judge, and the executor. The human placed on this earth to protect the music. I got integrity. Not afraid to bust at any enimy. You might feel surrounded like theres 10 jof me. Not literally, Im talking energy. Knock individual out like fifths oh Hennessy. The social misfit grab the twenty fifth clip. On a bad day make you cry tears and shit bricks. The kids sick. Like lips big and hips thick. With colored lipstick all on my dipstick.

Chorus:
If you feel it, hit the dance floor and kill it. If you feel it and you want more you will get it. The raw instinct. Sick. Fuck what your click thinks. You want the truth about you homie your shit stinks. (x2)

Verse2:
Omni promotional music in the building. Keep a low key. No one sees the killer instinct. I want you to think Im not on top of my game. then break the record with a hundred yard game. You 80 percent synthetic. You attempts to prove, prove pathetic. Remember who and which crew that said it. If you feeling disrespected then set trip. One man army, raven under the carseat. Hardly remember last night from blowing that bomb weed. heavy smoke. me and my folks looking like zombies. Just describe the music as OMNI, its everywhere. Like heavy stares from haters who say they never scared, but actually be soft like some teddy bears. You not ready, Im already there with steady hits. the good, the Bad, And the ugly. I empty clips.

Chorus:
If you feel it, hit the dance floor and kill it. If you feel it and you want more you will get it. The raw instinct. Sick. Fuck what your click thinks. You want the truth about you homie your shit stinks. (x4)
Track Name: We Stay Dreaming
Chorus:
We Stay dreaming. Ima dreamer. Ima Ima dreamer. We Stay dreaming. Ima dreamer. Ima Ima Dreamer. We Stay Dreaming. Why you hating on my dreams. Working hard for it while you otha niggas sleep. We Stay dreaming. Cant help what I believe. Niggas do most but aint really doing a thing yea. We Stay Dreaming.

Verse1 Vicious Automatic:
Waiting for the perfect time until the times gone. I just want to make a better living for my children because to many of us die young. Like a mother waiting by the phone. My tears keep giving me nightmares and I aint scared from nobody but my damn self. Ima put it on the line. Give it everything I got. I don't wanna hurt nobody, but its going down and anybody tryna stop mef from getting to the top, Ima show em why the block adopted me. Thug Life, Must be the pac in me, but id rather fall for something, then stand for nothing. Niggaz doubted when I started from the bottom, but I gotta start form somewhere dont I. Success is the idea, all grown up. Tell me whats the cost of dreaming. what do you believe in? Would you rather have more money or your freedom?

Chorus:
We Stay dreaming. Ima dreamer. Ima Ima dreamer. We Stay dreaming. Ima dreamer. Ima Ima Dreamer. We Stay Dreaming. Why you hating on my dreams. Working hard for it while you otha niggas sleep. We Stay dreaming. Cant help what I believe. Niggas do most but aint really doing a thing yea. We Stay Dreaming.

Verse2 Patrick Antonian:
We stay dreaming. Stay steady scheming. Tired of working jobs. Tired of broken cars. Shooting for the stars. bang the world is ours. Sound System and the street wise. Re-difine life till its refined. Mind plays back a hundred what ifs. Aint no time to rewind. Build millions here, build millions there. Armenian girl with black hair the future is looking clear. Even though it says raining outside. banging on the block and claiming Southside. Wish Im in a drop and claiming multi-million platinum, but I wont lie. we stay dreaming.

Chorus:
We Stay dreaming. Ima dreamer. Ima Ima dreamer. We Stay dreaming. Ima dreamer. Ima Ima Dreamer. We Stay Dreaming. Why you hating on my dreams. Working hard for it while you otha niggas sleep. We Stay dreaming. Cant help what I believe. Niggas do most but aint really doing a thing yea. We Stay Dreaming.

Verse3 Vicious Automatic:
Always had potential since a little nigga. Watching my older brother couldn't wait to get bigger. Just a street nigga dreaming big. How could so much pain come out of a little kid. Cant blaim it on his daddy. wasn't even there. So many times in my life when I aint even cared. Now Im just searching for better things. Gotta take what ever the weather brings. You aint gotta be sleep to have a dream. So many gimmicks you gotta deal with but aint no limit to the way you can win it as long as you on your pivot. Listen to your intuition and stay on your mission and believe everything will come true that you wishing. So close you just cant reach it, so tired of life a nigga wanna eject. Success, I wont take anything less. Keep working towards it until you get that.

Chorus:
We Stay dreaming. Ima dreamer. Ima Ima dreamer. We Stay dreaming. Ima dreamer. Ima Ima Dreamer. We Stay Dreaming. Why you hating on my dreams. Working hard for it while you otha niggas sleep. We Stay dreaming. Cant help what I believe. Niggas do most but aint really doing a thing yea. We Stay Dreaming.