[Defari:]

Evidence is the General

Defari is the Lieuteneant

And this that street music

That roll a blunt music, pack a bowl music

And we very adamant about this West Coast shit

And I'm here to keep tellin' you...


I'm often imitated but never the same

De-Far-I tatted in your brain

Rhymes are refined like a diamond chain

Some of y'all ain't even worth a pound of grain

I stay twenty steps ahead in my lane

That's twenty different ways not to sound mundane

I straight mash them with the passion and pain

That's why I give it my all plus what remains

That's 110 dogg, it never changed

When they announce my name, I fly the plane

I've seen the black Madonna's face in the mountains of Spain

I've seen the West stand up with the lyrics of game

I spit fire through the hail, sleet, snow or rain

I'm the sun that's blarin' through your window pane

I'm the one who elevated from whence he came

That first grandson of Mary and James (yup)


[Chorus: x2]

I'm very adamant, about this fresh West Coast shit

Oh nigga don't trip

One wrong move in your chest will dig

I congratulate you, just let me live


[Defari:]

Fierce like lions jumpin' on they prey

They bump me in Japan, the man from L.A.

I rock with the best that known for years

The champagne bottles, tour buses, the leer

The MTV, BET, the clubs

The X to the Z, P's halves and dubs

Frequent Flyer Miles like all day long

The pull ups, the dips, Steady Arm's that Strong

Limited experience not my cup

Take more than a stripper to get me up

And I don't mean from the bed, I mean for us to f---

Old school, I still call a ugly girl a duck

Shake 'em off, I shot the sheriff, take the bacon off

The streets of L.A. the black male gets taken off

Obvious I rhyme tight, you're the sloppiest

You're so off-beat, a degree below the novices


[Chorus x2:]

I'm very adamant, about this fresh West Coast shit

Oh nigga don't trip

One wrong move in your chest will dig

I congratulate you, just let me live


[Defari:]

Smoother than a white fox in fresh snow

Break bread at the do' and see the best show

Defari, yes to Mr. West Coast

With the air from his chest he gots the best flows

Los Angeles, we gots the best 'dro

Man handle this, get in and let's go

What it do, nothin' less, Hennessy or Mo'

Tell the truth my concoction tend to be them both

Roll up a blunt and stay cool my nigga

The streets full of animals, they fools my nigga

The city's like one big zoo my nigga

The police can't stand me and you my nigga


[Chorus x2:]

I'm very adamant, about this fresh West Coast shit

Oh nigga don't trip

One wrong move in your chest will dig

I congratulate you, just let me live


Oh nigga don't trip... oh nigga don't trip...