West Coast Unleashed

Yeah

Ain't here to ask nice

I'm here to say it plain

Raw truth on my tongue,

I don't sugar that Came up where the rent got loud and

the sirens snapped They sell you a flag and a cage with

a payment plan Then tell you be grateful and smile like a

made-up man I seen good people bent by a badge and a

bill Whole block got a prayer and a past due still I'm

not here for your rules dressed up in gold I'm here for

the ones getting priced out cold No mask on the rage,

no safe little slogan I write like a brick through the lie

left open West side in my bones,

with the curbside stare If the system wants peace,

then it better play fair Unapologetic,

I was built this way No king,

no chain, no script to play Unfiltered when I step,

let the whole truth break

West coast, raise hell,

let the ground line shake Unapologetic,

say it right to the face

No hand on my neck,

no fear in my pace I know moms with two

jobs and a landlord grin Know kids learning early what a

loss sounds like in skin Politicians talk clean while the water runs

rust Then they blame the poor when the pipes all bust I

don't romanticize pain, I report what I know

Corner store wisdom and a long walk home Every block got a

prophet and a fool in line Every crew got a scar that

it hides in rhyme So I speak with my chest,

let it crack if it must Truth ain't pretty,

it's smoke and dust If freedom means silence,

keep that off of me I'd rather stand out loud with my

people free

I don't need your pardon I don't need permission Only need a

beat and a reason to listen If the door stays locked,

we don't beg, we build If the line gets crossed,

then the room gets still Unapologetic,

I was built this way No king,

no chain, no script to play Unfiltered when I step,

let the whole truth break

West coast, raise hell,

let the ground line shake Unapologetic,

say it right to the face

No hand on my neck,

no fear in my pace

Still here

Still

loud

Still not bowing down