"Fuck... 6 O'clock already? Man I gotta wake up"
As I wake up in the morning put some foldgers in my cup,
Tell my celly Buenos Dias Homie time to get up.
It's program time, Rise and Shine. Madatory hit the yard
Gotta stay with a strap, incase these scrapas actin hard.
Hit the bars with my loved ones keeping up on my fitness. When it's time to go war I'm taking flight with the quickness
Sticking any opposition comes within my reach. Big bird blasting off, security getting breached
Pepper sprayed in the face still swinging I cant see, blood dripping off my knife,
Welcome to CC.
Missing all f my family and tbe homies on the block
Just picked up another 4 years for punching on a cop.
Fuck, take it in stride guess it happened for a reason
Hungry for education I'm just trying to get seasoned.
OG telling me that I'm young and hard headed I'm just trying to make a difference with all the blood that I've shed.
X2
Yeah I'm ready for whatever any time any day
Cause i'm feeling like i'm fucked in this life anyway.
I keep on stiving for the best but I got too much weight on my chest
That's the life of a northern hooligan nothing less.
Ain't no sunshine homie doin time in the hole
It's time to kick you down some knowledge and show you how to get swole
Machina get it on track, prepare for war with them scraps
Pair up with another homeboy, go to battle back to back
Strapped with a filero constinting of plastic and metal, rattle cages,
Nortenos faces, Black Chicano and Quero. United we keep on fighting
Forever holding it down, our precense is well known in every city, every town.
X2
Yeah, grab the glock and let it bang, pano rojo let it hang
Get caught slippin in my varrio and I do my thang
Let me tell you something about a youngster in the game
That was blind to the people's struggle but still he wanted to bang
Earn a name, and do whatever it takes. To understand his purpose
And inevitable fate, wait gotta slow it down for those not understanding
Always carefully planning I do it for the cause,
Homie never shall I abandone.
X2