[bad word] x 2]

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 [bad word] from the city of the bridge where the mean and pity live  [bad word]  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 [bad word] 
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-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 [bad word] 
I look, I laugh at this [bad word] 
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
 [bad word] x 2]