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kick gravel + travel - nantes lyrics

*wheels of a skateboard atop the gravel of arlington ave.*

(verse 1)
one kick feel the wind on my face
another kick just to find my flow
the city massive, tryna my way
crips bloods which to way to go
my head high but i ride low key, tryna unlock the soldier that’s hidden deep
uncle told me not to skate in the street kuz the pigs lookin feral and i’m slop in a bowl
don’t call me no slob or i’m clockin’ em both
the clock steady tickin and we still targets of racists
fascists and haters who think that we roaches and then try to raid us
exhaust their existence and then execute them
on my griptape in the hood and i’m cruisin’
the westside is mine if i can avoid all the distractions that plague a young man in the city of angels
i’m ackin’ dangerous just to survive
pushin’ some peace to my people in need
in pursuit of the paper is bein’ redundant, should always focused on plantin’ the tree

(hook)
kuz the city be my landscape
griptape be the centerpiece
money on my mind like a centerfold
and everybody tryna get a piece
kuz the city be my landscape
griptape be the centerpiece
money on my mind like a centerfold
and everybody tryna get a piece, tryna get a piece
if you know, now you know
so let’s roll, yea
kuz the city be my landscape
griptape be the centerpiece
money on my mind like a centerfold
and everybody tryna get a piece, tryna get a piece
(verse 2)
one kick feel the wind on my face
another kick to your throat so you won’t speak
you down bad and we tryna reach
lift the westside up, watch em follow suit
imma bless my board til we can afford the coupe
the house, the shore, the world my view
adams to crenshaw then the world up next
unite the blacks and browns then we buy the set
ain’t no walkin’ scared wit my head held down
n*gga you don’t own this block i ain’t turnin’ around
you catch a board to your t**th then you hit the flo’
ain’t never been hard but don’t think imma b*tch
still black still proud how i’m ever gon switch?
you the one a f*ckin’ coward, you forgot where you stand
you went out a limb but i ain’t lendin’ no hand
an adversary of my vision kuz you see as fiction (n*gga, talk yo sh*t)
real n*ggas get respected by the wit of they word
word is bond, i don’t see em as model to follow
a real man move sh*t kuz he lead and grow
wit the soldiers that he trained and kame up wit
he gotta plan for them dollars so everybody gon eat, preach
he just pushin’ some peace to his people in need
in pursuit of the paper is bein redundant, should always be focused on plantin’ the tree

(hook)
kuz the city be my landscape (whoa!)
griptape be the centerpiece (run it!)
money on my mind like a centerfold (n*gga, who run it?)
and everybody tryna get a piece (lil n*gga, who run it? bow!)
kuz the city be my landscape
griptape be the centerpiece
money on my mind like a centerfold (and if you know…)
and everybody tryna get a piece, tryna get a piece
if you know, now you know
so let’s roll, yea
kuz the city be my landscape
griptape be the centerpiece
money on my mind like a centerfold
and everybody tryna get a piece, tryna get a piece
*skateboard wheels grinding atop the gravel near loren miller park*

- nantes lyrics

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