Above Crenshaw - Blu, Cashus King

Excuse these daggers, swagger so mean

UV raiders, ain’t showin no green

Blu (Verse)

Since I was a yella comin out of Centinela

Vernon Infada had them goatees in the fish tank

Bad on cassette tape, bad on cassettey

Guttenberg, French fries, drinks to Mike Lauries

Go up to the store and seen a rise on the corner

On some holy mission missionary waitin for the war

Fuck Jerry’s Atari, got great grades off robbers

Martin Luther King parade, it’s 1st grade

18 when she first taught me how to French

And I was 12, got a brown sugar from the Slauson Swap

Pop cigarettes that ain’t smell like my grandma’s

Baby Lucas poured into that California popcorn

Pourin on a Tuesday, pourin on a Wednesday

Fore I’m at Thursday, Woody on my birthday

Hoodie on church day, squab it to the curb surf

Word, finding out my girlfriend sold crack

New pair of panties and patent leather grants

Doors on that '75 Burgundy Chrysler

Marty’s first rap, fish house bout Woody’s member

More pains whoopings after propane’s cooking jug

Marla woofin out and done in every club

Every chocolate I dodge try to get knocked up

Every fuckin cop dodged fore I got locked up

Every shout out that I got for every pellet gun

Shout out i Bust, what the fuck you doin in some PK’s?

Getting busy in the Burger King bathroom

Full even niggas at the Demi’s with the building

Peal to the crib, Tele Mundo, killin kids

Pink sober’s cop the most pink tacos

Titty squos, pig latin to the vatos

In the boonies where nobody really knew me

But the hood was still in me even when I didn’t knew it was

(Bridge)

Excuse these daggers, swagger so mean

UV raiders, ain’t showin no green

(Hook)

I’m so fluorescent, I could light up yo dreams

Just so caressin, no touchin, no don’t you know?

Wanted that bass, that clappin that boom

That backseat swinging the EP but no room

Co$$ (Verse)

Since I was a shorty coming up with trays and 40's

Used to pretend with the homies, playin cops and OG’s

Are you dancing with the handsome ugly darkness?

Posted up on Stocker like pardon me

Could you buy a blunt for me?

We wrote it up with Marcus

Front of Bone’s apartment stone laughin

Flickin roaches, we was coaches

Lost and something found, they was playin Snoop & Cube

Even a youth I was bumpin underground yo

I knew I was late runnin out home

I knew I was slippin with some crips runnin from stone

Photo we wore sneakers, we ball, we all innocent

Took a hit, started losing grip off our own standin Colliseum

As my dome bled, beat me like I stole something from er

Went to school in Santa Monica

My mama must be home, summing the drums and her harmonica

Remind me of the Christian choir, all for Lincoln

Pee Pee burnin dipped in fire, Bonnie burn me off a great burn

Take a right back when daddy was alive

Days turn to nights, Philipp’s barbeque, house at Darnes, Murphy high

Aim up was my first, touched it by the bungallows

Never could afford it for the forward was reversed

Been broke since out of bonds

Statuary situations, grown men and little girls

And there was girls at the shows, chorus and the verse

Fore I was a spitter was a nigga from the dirt

Staring at the ass on the back Miss Scott

Hopscotch, butterscotch, now it’s butter when I rock

Came a long way from 4th ave at the bud spots

(Came a long way from 4th ave at the bud spots

And whatnots, yes)

(Bridge)

Excuse these daggers, swagger so mean

UV raiders, ain’t showin no green

(Hook)

I’m so fluorescent, I could light up yo dreams

Just so caressin, no touchin, no don’t you know?

Wanted that bass, that clappin that boom

That backseat swinging the EP but no room

So sassy, meet me at Telly or Gotelly

Straight shoppin what I wear, paint the luggage when you’re ready

(Hook)

I’m so fluorescent, I could light up yo dreams

Just so caressin, no touchin, no don’t you know?

Wanted that bass, that clappin that boom

That backseat swinging the EP but no…