| I’m honestly not looking for thank yous because I don’t deserve them
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| I didn’t earn them
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| But you can thank South Central
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| Thank the San Gabriel Valley
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| Run up PCH and go’n and thank Lake Merritt
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| Every TurfWalker and scraper bike
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| When you see one say «Thanks for Prop’s music»
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| Poseidon, who made sure the bar was high in cyphers
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| Krystal, Kevin and Corey, the other Black family in Belinda
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| Thomas Polkinghorn — he’s why I even like rap
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| Thank the foundation, I.E., the hardest battles I’ve been in against
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| Triune, Dead Eye and Ishues
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| Breuman, Zaragosa, Wilbur family introduced me to the gospel
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| Reynosa and Coleman, Whitenhill, Robles tried and my Sri Lankan twin Holden
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| Ronnie David Robles
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| He the first to put a spray can in my hand
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| And my imagination expanded
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| That’s why my art is ambidextrous
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| I owe you one hermano!
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| Trujillo, Montez, Sales, Carrasco
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| I told you I grew up with vatos
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| Leon, Myren and Junie
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| Miss Venita Shells, Uncle Ray, Aunt Fannie Mae
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| Vakaa Rose and Aunt Ethell
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| Mr. Jeffrey, Ms. Cronan and Palicki came to get me
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| When I was ditching US History
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| Trying to keep up with Trevor Penick
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| Thanks David Utley
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| He told me he thought God made black people by smearing them ‘em feces
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| And Brad Sutton, who called rap «jungle jive»
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| True story
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| It’s what drew me to the scriptures
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| And years later offered ya’ll Lofty
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| Dr. Anderson, David Rojas, Mr. Singer
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| Doug Thigpen, Ms. Monje and Herrera for turning down my advances
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| Lol! |
| I would’ve never met mi Alma
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| Thanks Silvana and Ms. Jenna Kamp
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| The most outside-the-box teachers that knew that kids could learn
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| And ain’t buy that «at-risk» rhetoric
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| Nicolette and the Wilson’s, an adopted clan of twelve
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| I witnessed troubled abandoned kids get loved into success
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| Huizars, Neyda, Dahlia and Graciella Conchas
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| I was there when your pop died and I still got that bracelet
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| Cynthia Saldana. |
| Oh! |
| Patience and both Uplands
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| Tiffany, Kaamill, Spencer
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| Masonry, Bianca, Uyen
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| Nick Luevano and Raphael Cala
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| These kids were the fuel for at least three albums
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| Thank the Blowed, A Mic and Dimmed Lights
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| Up the street, round the corner
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| Where my heart was best kept
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| Thank Best Kept and Shihan
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| They’re why I love poetry
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| An encouragement of mi Ate
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| Irene Fay Duller, who told me to try my hand at poetry
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| Hey, what’s up with Jodel, how he doin'?
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| Thank El Taco Naco
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| Where Taboo of the Black Eyed Peas
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| Accidentally kicked me in the tooth
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| That’s why it’s chipped to this day
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| True story
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| Thanks Zane One, Sareem Poems and Ozay Moore
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| Rosario Ortega, Shames Worthy, James, Janice
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| Nichole Petty and Thomas Joseph Terry
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| These deserve your thanks
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| If you see them, tell them I sent you
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| I didn’t know then, but I know now
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| What I cannot ignore is my Crimson Cord
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| Don’t tell me yours, tell me yours, tell me yours
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| Tell me yours, tell me yours
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| Tell me yours, tell me yours
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| Tell me yours, tell me yours
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| Tell me yours, tell me yours
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| Crimson Cord |