Who Is He? Lyrics

Uggh! Check the style it’s Watts

From 99th to Gompers to Locke. Check the profile

Who is he? ruff rugged or intellectual

How bout both? Go two ways like bi-sexuals

But all hetero he, steps into the joint

Heads turn, girls swoon, cool you get the point

So don't be deceived by degrees

Came of age as Payback started as Bobby Lee

The message is unchanged

He went to the Mecca, to elevate self and run thangs

Make the world say his name like Ernie Terrell and Ali

Now he’s chasin' the power like Tracy Marrow and Darlene

He's come a long way since Watts

Now he parlays and partays in bougie spots

In case you forgot, check the tat etched on his bicep

Since '85 hat cocked slight left

Who Is He? The Robust One from wayback, it’s ya boy Payback, jeah

Who Is He? Born and bred in Watts against all odds existence flawed a paradox, uggh

Who Is He? He’s gone from crack rocks to black socks, now he keeps the tracks hot, jeah

Who Is He? Standin' 6’4, 250, the spirit of the hood lives in me, uggh!

No longer chase dem thangs they chase me

I had to curb the urge it's phase three

See I like my woman with class not whores or milfs

You know that kind that thrives on filth florin filth

Don't need her don't want her

Don't matter if her ass is fatter already had her I'll be damn if I flaunt her

Thank God I evolved

Broadened my scope no longer impressed at all

I’ve gone from black socks and hot sauce

A work in progress, that fact is not lost

The early years of galavanting with whores

Raised my game, now I’ve advanced and matured

My current disposition, is a winning position

So I share jewels of how I made the transition

This is my bio, a day in the life

Nah!, my life as it is expressed with pen and a mic, truth

Who Is He? West Coast dweller, the Black fist storyteller, Word

Who Is He? From mansions to project homes, he’s representin’ til the cows come home, jeah

Who Is He? Watch him let loose the ripper, he’s that Clarett juice sipper, Uggh

Who Is He? Mind of a hustler, grab the steel dope verse buster, jeah

This ain't that geechie music laced with crack flow

It's that feel good, that harkens back to Afros

My style contains

More influence than what was given to Malcolm by Brother Baines

Payback’s his name he's complex, anomaly filled

If you can get like me then you probably will

But there's only one of me, uniquely designed

I live outside the matrix, and freein’ these minds

Like Neo as for me though you fiend for these rhymes

Like addicts take a hit and feel the need to rewind

Mastered life tactics, now I out fox 'em

I'm real nice at this, peeps how I rocks 'em

You can play possum but I'm out to get it

Dig it, I'm conscious with no box when I spit it

Look and behold it's the truest

The life and times semi-colon Rob Lewis

Who Is He? The Big Black Buck, cocked hat, far from your typical cat, jeah

Who Is He? He went from Watts to Rio, a hood superstar for real! jeah! Uggh

Who Is He? This ain’t that coon rap, it’s that feel good spittin on dat boom bap, Uggh

Who Is He? Now ya know him, follow my lead believe he’s God’s chosen… Right