I got some rhymes in my pocket, got some rhymes in my pocket I'm about to bust, I got some rhymes in my pocket You got some rhymes in your pocket, got some rhymes in your pocket Well show me how you rock rock, show me how you rock rock
[Verse 1]
I got some rhymes in my pocket when I rock it like a rocket Yank your arm out your socket, show you how I spark it Coming from the city of the bridge where the mean and pity live Shit, I'm already lit and I'm ready, spit Take my rhymes out my pocket like a rabbit, grab it like it's magic Magic like the Lakers in the city I inhabit Repping that LA where the gangsters play play, tell me what to say say Yeah I'm grinding, a little hustler, cold blooded lime hearted motherfucker With a limp and a swagger, cut you like a dagger Sketch my name out like my cousin he's a tagger J-O double U-E double L, hit with you with spell cause my flow stays wicked It's the way I work it and you know you can't picket You can burn an album so at least buy a ticket
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[Verse 2]
I got a little ammunition for this little composition I look, I laugh at this little competition When I'm reaching for my holster you reach for the sky Got everybody feeling it as if they were blind Now is my time, give me my spotlight I'm ready to shine phenomenon, the human highlight ready to rhyme Born to do The Antidotes, you can't handle us Angels with dirty faces, the city of Los Angeles Is where we're from and we're repping to the death of us Never question the depth of us cause we're set to bust When in our presence never question our authority Always standing out cause talented is a minority You can't help it that you're always wanting more of me I can't help it that you rhymes are always boring me These foolish children always getting on my nerves You think I'm out of bullets better know I get reserves