Cali Agents - Neva Forget | Текст песни

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• Cali Agents
• Neva Forget

I heard you went platinum on your first album

But tell me this: why is it now I heard you only sold about 200'000?

Now what's that tellin you?

That your fans was never down

Got you wonderin now

'Maybe I shoulda stayed underground?'

But you can't come back, cause real rap fans, they hate you

You over-did your image, now you can't stay true

All glittery and shiny lookin empty on the camera

With nothin to say, dancin with the mic like who..?

Y'all cats done fell off, and we in this for the long term

20 years from now the Cali Agents still burn

Next to whoever doubt dare the rep through

Planet Asia, Rasco, Cali Agents ghetto respect due

[ CHORUS ]

Never forget where you came from

Never forget where you got your name from

And the game from

The laws of nature won't bless you

You'll be forever unprotected

Rasco, Planet Asia, yeah, ghetto respected (2x)

[ VERSE 2: Rasco ]

Hey yo, praise the king, the real thing

I be ready to bring the quick swing like I'm still 16

28, out of the gate

I tried to reach y'all but couldn't relate

We in a whole other state

Mind-travellin

While you niggas still battlin

The illest MCs you cats really ain't challengin

We on the mic, better get it in flight

You know excactly how it's done, we be keepin it tight

Yo, you keep it real, I be cuttin the deals

I bring it right up to your chest, give you somethin to feel

Still they wanna test, still dissin the West

The first thing that I learned: never listen to press

Because only as good as your last LP

The next time out your ass couldn't sell three

Now it's for free, the price came down quick

I flip it around and make the shit sound sick

Remember where you came from. don't act dumb

When a nigga ask

If you do it for the cash

Let it be known, I know half of y'all fake

The other y'all take the whole damn cake

[ CHORUS ]

[ VERSE 3: Planet Asia & Rasco ]

Now who the fuck said the West can't rock?

It's Cali Agents in the house, y'all niggas best just jock

For all y'all fake-ass industry niggas that ride dicks

Of certain clicks, get a load of this brand new shit

Yeah, hot off the press, never settle for less

We bend half-assed niggas for a person undressed

The best, we double-team now livin a dream

And now you lookin at some shit that ain't never been seen

Befo', full-grown kings connect to get dough

But yo, the cash and the ass ain't the only thing we spit fo'

It's on again, it's back to emceeing again

Now I can walk through my own hood with a g in my pants

Cuffed up tight better, start livin it right

We here to take this whole thing to ridiculous heights

We might give it to some that can give it some run

But you can never ever forget exactly where you came from

[ CHORUS ]