Imperial Shores

Imperial Shores

Rolling down the block in IB we bustin,

Civilians see us and they don’t know that we hustlin’

Just past the shopping center and not one store is bustlin’

When we scrapping though the streets throughout this town we rustlin’

I got my homies from the Grove, Elm, Date, and Dahlia-

When we all get together gonna ride like the mafia-

Blazing up from Seacoast all the way up to Seventh-

And  imma still be chillin’ here when all my homies get to heaven-

Wherever you roam within this town you always feel at home-

And if you wanna get buck wild then you stand alone-

Because out here we rollin’ deep inside of Sherriff County-

So if you hit the stupid  shit you gonna ride with a bounty-

If you feel a little hungry homie, tag along for the ride-

And Imma show you how you how we chow down at the Seaside-

The Beach Club Grill keeps it tight with they Gyros-

I might enjoy a good deed but don’t ever call me a hero-

While the forum keeps it low with they fish and they chips-

We riding all kinds of Chevys when we running a fool’s whip-

Hit up the West Coast café if you want something sweet-

Or cruise on down to Jersey boys and grab a real bite to eat-

You know I salute the soldiers and the Sailors too-

Get some I know you homies got some work to do-

Feel free to hang, bang, slang, stain the brain of a hater onto the concrete-

With all that blood up in the body about to repaint the street-

In addition to a brand new chain take the charm and attach it-

Overpowered with all the Clown Love, we representing the Hatchet-

Come to the poetry reading, Imma show you how we do this-

And attend the Open Mic where I intend to debut this-

Still you didn’t realize I do the fans all a favor-

‘cause when I stick around there is some flavor to stay for-

And savor the taste of my rhymes on your lips-

My style makes the juggalettes all shake their hips-

Because I’m ready and willing anytime with gun poppin’

I walk the walk and I talk the talk and-

I get down like Christopher Walken-

In the game where he plays an agent-

Can’t fake that high when everyone is  blazin up-

I drink from the cup known as the pimp chalice-

And I store my hate for every hater with malice-

And I spread my riches to every one of my homies and each-

Because that’s how we get down inside Imperial Beach!