DAMN STRAIGHT Lyrics

Biting my hand because you know

You got me fucked up

Spend your life on the line

And don't stray at the cut

Homie you don't know the half of it

And check it once we ban together

Man they don't run shit

Whatchu wanna be

Tell me whatchu wanna see

Tell me that you hate me

'Cause I'm not like you

Only a world this sick

Would keep us down from

Being happy too

And you wouldn't believe

The shit you say but

We will never be like you

'Cause you throw it away

This gift you're given now

Run back to

Your masters your leaders

Crush your bones into

Not half of a man

But a fraction of what

You still think of you

We salt the wound and

Get the fuck back up

40 to a room but we still

Won't give up

A fathers house

Built on a family's grave

Diganles gente

Let me hear your name

We'll give you something to love

This ain't what you want motherfuckers

This is East Los

Biotch