Pocket Full Of Fatcaps

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Twelve was the age that set me off with the graff style

While zapp bumping gang banging was hype with the

Juvinile graff grabbed my mind which led to expression and thought

Seventh and hill I used to bus kill with snap

And skill fake bus passes with all city access

Insides and outsides going up was a must paying much dues from

The valle to los one-times is on the sweat and they jacking for piece-books

Pocket full of fatcaps so whats up and where you at

Tag-banging toys hit me up like what you write ese

But I'm not about beef just the burners and sketches and

Respect is gained from the flavor of you phlexin

Not by capping a piece and dissing tags for attention serious

World-wide aerosolic expression

So focus the mind hit some surface and stop trippin

Pocket full of fatcaps so whats up and where you at

Graffin up in l a you can't act stupid and play

Striking up in the wrong hood could mean your last day most every

Set has a blovk and every block has a mad set with sick evil fools who love to see blood-hit pavement l a area

Hip-hop under threats of existing

B-boy culture in violence peace as purpose is drifting so tag-banger afraid to be a

Real gangster

Get schooled on some roots and get that mission together

Graffiti writer ghetto culture provider

Facsist activist don't want me to exist

Propagated media hype

Stereo-type you try to make me look like the one

With the gat abd knife

Lies after lies classist racist and mythical

But even suburbia child is down with ghetto

Cultural fears got three strikes

Skate gets all the love I got

Under the influence of the hardcore that can't be

Stopped

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