[background singers (Acey)] 

Fi-yah! Fah fi-fi-fi 

Fa-fiii-yah, fa-fa-fi-yahhhhh (Love life let it love you back) 



[Acey talking as background repeats] 

Yeah, what's really goin on? 

Yeah, Aceyalone 

Ha, yeah love life let it love you back 

C'mon 



[Aceyalone] 

Yo there's somethin wrong with my radio dial 

Some of these fools just ain't got style 

I don't know why and I don't know how 

But I do know a dude low and you so foul 

Let's do the thing most people do with it 

Who could it be but the one that done did it 

I come with it, yeah rain or shine 

I lit it up I hit it up I came to grind 

And the game ain't mine but it will be when I'm done 

Right now I like to kill MC's for fun 

Let your momma know, she'll feel me like a son 

And when I'm dead and gone I'll still be #1 

I got heat like underneath your seat like 

Stoppin at the street light, but I ain't the beef type 

I got the herb though, when it's green and crystal-ly 

I smoke a joint and hit the mic the rest is history 

Aceyalone, but you can call me Acey 

I'm a real O.G. like Count Basie 

Hook up the recipe so nice and tasty 

When I'm done they screamin out Aceyalone, lace me 

I'm outspoken, I'm not about jokin 

I'm from California but I'm not from Oakland 

But they my folks now, fool I'm from SoCal 

Put it down like a champion on vocals 



[background starts to repeat again] 



[Acey over background] 

Yeah! We always rockin 

It's always tight around here 

Yeah! Look 



[Aceyalone] 

Pull everybody in this bitch close the doors up 

Mines up, yours up, get your bars up 

Hold up, freeze up, G's and hearts up 

Hoes up in your face lookin for stardust 

Didn't you notice by my swagger I was an ar-tist 

I came here to party out with you and your partners 

Square as a dollar bill, twice as harder 

Before I start up, I put my guard up 

My timeshare's open to whoever can use it 

My music make more love than you did 

My new shit rock, RJ produced it 

New kid on the block, nah I'm used to it 

Slide through, ride through, technicolor my 

technique spit heat like no other I'm 

low key, high signed yet discovered 

Lone wolf, sho' nuff, like no other I 

come through, one-two, that's all it takes for me 

Old school, new school, servin 'em basically 

All in the future so just don't wait for me 

World class champion forever and faithfully 

Lifestyle freestyle tryin to get past it though 

Hold mine, goldmine, keepin it classical 

How we rock it just so cunnin and masterful 

And that's that flow that the people was askin fo' 



[background repeats again] 



[Acey over background] 

Yeah man, I mean 

I try to tell 'em from the gate man 

We just spreadin this out, we gon' give it 

We gon' give life a good ol' shot, yeah umm 

I'm shootin for mines, I'm puttin everything in a pot 

Yeah, huh, bet that, bet that 



[Aceyalone] 

Project Blowed, I'm {?} Park's finest 

Billy Higgins, the world stage, Dynasty and rhymers 

I'm like primer, underneath your fresh paint 

Don't you ever think to let you try to say the West ain't 

Whattup {?}, Mikah 9, Medusa 

2Mex, PEACE, Ave, 'Driver and Jupiter 

Ben Caldwell, aw hell, the whole hood 

Big Pun, no name, up to no good 

Ellay Khule, T-Dac, Missing Page 

Party ain't over 'til I disengage 

But shut your mouth up you always barkin 

What'chu gonna do when your world get darkened 

Pull up on the side of you right where you're parkin 

Light flash in front of you and life start sparkin 

Hold me down and I'll hold you up 

I'm hot ice, cold in the cut, nigga what 

I take flight, soarin to higher heights 

I'm so tight that God bless everything I write 

Plus I stick to your ribs at night 

I'm like oatmeal, peanut butter, beans and rice 

I said - I take flight, soarin to higher heights 

I'm so tight that God bless everything I write 

Plus I stick to your ribs at night 

I'm like oatmeal, peanut butter, beans and rice 

C'mon! 



[background starts again] 



[Acey over background] 

Yeah, respect to all my fallen soldiers 

That had to leave this lifetime early 

Big up to my homies that's already here 

Big up to my my my homies, my family 

My peoples, my uncles, my aunties 

My cousins, my two sisters my brother 

My mother and father, one love to everybody 

You know, do good, do good on yo' - on yo' journey 

I'm tryin to do good on mine, I'm holdin it down [Acey speech fades]