Hi my name is Eligh... I'm the one and only...
Put me in a pack and they call that a murderous
The Grey Crow plague full of scent from the service
Cuz I stand on the curb
With the backpack of music
And I serve like a dope boy
In fact, I'm a user
I'm a fiend quite proud
Grind king on my side
We motivated movers don't walk just glind
So clean so fresh
No sleep no rest
Both sides of the pillows stay cold in my neck
Cuz I'm always on my feet
Pad, pen, and the beat
Mad men on the creep
Stack ten take a breath
They lack ends with no means
Bored to death no sheet
Shake the wool from your wallet with a smile on my cheeks
Labels kiss ass as they plumette downstream
Try to suffocate me now you suffer greatly
Real artists real laughs and get the last laugh gas without the birth stone
And get crushed by mega blast--
What's in a name (x4)
Hi my name is Eligh... I'm the one and only...
Straight from the chest heart beats 8 0 8
Straight from the West heart bleeds for the state
California needs these underground greats
Living Legends Grey Crow Gray Davis just s?
Balancing beams DIY was made by Journeymen Tapes under Telegraph shades
Self made L.A. to the Bay and back
You might clock math but we paved that path
Get it straight
Hail hath no fury like
Wraths on the rise
Eyes on me at all times
All lines spit from the guts and fall back
You rhyme from the ass that's why the shit is all whack!
What's in a name (x8)
Hi, my name is Eligh... I'm the one and only...