The Far Left (feat. The Alchemist & Fashawn) (исполнитель: Evidence)

[Verse 1]

I am the maestro [bad word] these dope jams
Got fiends tapping their arms for that dope slam
On the low like the witness protection program
Critics ? to guerrillas with killers let em ride out
Bout to take open the latch and then I climb out
To the atmosphere so I can really find out
Who’s scheming when I walk around with the shines out
I see them, pay no attention, I make boss moves
Pay kings no attention cause the [bad word] 
Kingpin I’m in on anything that moves
It’s the anchorman, I deliver the bad news
At least a couple thousand in my pocket, no less
Can’t even stop to take a breather cause there’s no rest
Yo I map my positions what I know best
From California but I represent the whole west

[Verse 2]

They like [bad word]  who gives a f**k about them blocks you ran?
How you walk around with choppers like it’s Iran
You grew up in the burbs, you are not the man
I was in the kitchen, pots, pans
See I’m about action, you plot, plan
Pull up to the spot, I stop, they scram
Got em out in Philly like ock’s not playing
High definition [bad word] 
Left coast district on smash
I’m the next edition, just do the math
The only missing link to the movement was Fash
You can tell by the bass that’s ALC
Ask EV, I’m on my j-o-b
So it’s never a drought, fiends don’t sweat
East side but I represent the whole 
Product of them grizzly city projects
I get a good sleep with my soul at rest
CA but I represent the whole west
Coast to the death, you respect, it’s the 

[Verse 3]

I am slow flow that’s controlling all these live jams
? myself once again till I’m trying
Prove but don’t lose, he gets violent
starving student that won’t move, I’m like why not
Go to the place then let him ride out till I’m high ?
My name in hall of fame CA and I’mma ride out
Eyes open, 20/20, he’s a whiteout
No joking, money first, I’m like a Tri-Band
Cellphone on the other side of your land
I’m programmed either way I hold my own cam
And film, ain’t no f*****g stand I bought my own land
Still never ran, never will, [bad word] 
Never gonna knock me off my throne, plan
is not an option, I’m a grown man
Known for moving weight so I’m pro-grams
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