Memory Lane

[Intro & Chorus fading in and out in background] Ok, ok, (heeeyyyy) yeah We back in this bitch (Lovely Daze like this...) Jim Jones nigga (you know!), Capo Status (COOFIE SMACKA!) A.k.a Jim Caso (lovely painter), and I jus love it man (Lovely Daze like this...) I love paintin' these pictures for the hood, you dig (that's where I'm at Eastside) Its Dip-Set, Eastside (come on!), lets ride [Verse 1] They got me livin' like (what!), I aint worried 'bout my well being I used to hurry up and sell fee (2 for 5!) Like I aint worried for the jail scene (fuck cops) 'Til I got knocked, yeah observed in my cell C (ya honor) I was young and was restless Run around wit' my gun and my vestes Yeah I'm hungry and reckless (what) But no one better test us (no way) Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE (EASTSIDE!!!) While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!) And what we live by (yeah), what we gon' die by (Dip-Set) So these rules I abide by I'm duckin' shots on a driveby, finger the cops, yeah when they ride by (Byrdgang!) Squally, is what they scream, fuck it As I polly wit' my team puff it We on the scene rugged