The New Message Songtext / Lyric

See, I'm a real G from head to toe

The whole West Coast to let you know

Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia

Never will I leave California

You know, sometimes you gotta go back

Back in the time, back to the basis

Til we understand, what is goin' on

WHAT'S GOIN' ON! -----] Chuck D

KICK THAT SHIT -----] Flavor Flav

Man, real motherfuckin' fags everywhere

And keep positions in the game and it's just ain't fare

How they call the shots and they make the choice

In this business real niggas ain't got no voice

Rats in the videos catch small chat

Caught speed up in Cali' like they all that

I tried to get paid, but I can't get far

Cause they don't never wanna see real nigga Rap Star

But I was born, with a creative mind

Inclined to resurrect the deaf, dumb and blind "That's right"

A nigga tried to troop, so when I ride on you

Man, only God knows what I'm gonna do

I roll through every ghetto, and be in every state show

When I move it, like I be movin' heavy weight

So all the places where y'all dip in and where y'all stay

Mayday, cause ain't body save today

Aiy, don't blame me like West Coast rap is dead

Y'all are tryin' not to break no bread

Okey, see, I'm a real G from head to toe

The whole West Coast to let you know

Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia

Never will I leave California

[KAM:] It's like a struggle to rhyme, make you wanna just get outta California

[Akon] Then, where is my dreams?

[KAM:] It's like a struggle to rhyme, make you wanna just get outta California

Radio and TV got niggas doin' too much, just tryin' to be Rap?

All my niggas on the front line battle or fight

And can't even get to shine, man, you know that ain't right

Killers and gangsters, they ring my phone

And be askin' me: why I'm not on?

A lot of dumb hateration, just cause I'm in the nation

Can't get no love on TV, or the Radio Station

The cold ramp torture the nigga 'til he cracked

I just got to turn it down, most of these crackers really whack

A damn shame, it's so lame, a nigga case ignite

Right sometimes I think I do the same

That's where I might put it to tame

Aiy, don't blame me like West Coast rap is dead

Y'all are tryin' not to break no bread

Okey, see, I'm a real G from head to toe

The whole West Coast to let you know

Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia

Never will I leave California

[KAM:] It's like a struggle to rhyme, make you wanna just get outta California

[Akon] Then, where is my dreams?

[KAM:] It's like a struggle to rhyme, make you wanna just get outta California

These fools liars, they're all ain't nothin' but haters

They ain't thugs, pimps or pushers, these niggas is big fakers

Drivin' big cars on 20 Inch rims

But will they help you blow? "No" well alright then

They're suckers, faggots, blockers, maggots

Dick jackers and some of them even drug addicts

But you say I'm rude? - uh, I'm a nice dude

I just wind up knockin' out Ice Cube "SOLO"

So now my thugs say: Homie, I don't need no record deal

Cause the East is the turf, I'm just keepin' it real

And all my niggas smokin' leafer, cause shit's gettin' deeper

Got them paranoid, tryin' to avoid the Grim Reaper

Keepin' hands on their heats, chucks on their feats

Wearin' white Ts and runnin' the streets

Cause it's all about money in this land of milkin' honey

So I'm down with Farhekahn, ain't a damn thing funny, nigga

Aiy, don't blame me like West Coast rap is dead

Y'all are tryin' not to break no bread

Okey, see, I'm a real G from head to toe

The whole West Coast to let you know

Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia

Never will I leave California

[KAM:] It's like a struggle to rhyme, make you wanna just get outta California

[Akon] Then, where is my dreams?

[KAM:] It's like a struggle to rhyme, make you wanna just get outta California

Awww, awww, bang bang

Awww, awww, bang bang

Don't test me now, bang bang

Awww, awww, bang bang

This is the Westcoast sound

BACK TO BASIS, KA. KA. KAM! ------] KAM