The Criminal Activists - Mayor Of Every Neighborhood

(joey mantis)
I’m the mayor of every neighborhood, my side or not
I’m a west coast baby, so you know what time i’m on
3 am in my city, that’s when i’m up in the deli
Trap for hours, maybe all day depending on when i have to go home (yeah)
Rest in peace my dawg, remember we was on our block throwing footballs, yelling “hike”
And now i can’t, because he’s gone
See, i never ever got to do things with him that i always wanted to do
Such as skateboarding, spray painting, and what other hoodlums do
And my mother got arrested for possessing marijuana, aftеr that, it was my job
I was the only man of the house sincе my daddy was in prison for obsessing over children
Something’s up within his hippocampus, why he had to go behind bars like that?

(tin can)
Okay, pull up in a rolls royce
I could take taxi
But i’d rather be lame, then people laughing at me
Just bought tons of dope sunglasses from a local cheap bodega
Please don’t make me fall, cause i’m not jenga
Had to buy a couch off the street cause my family was broke
We had no type of allowance, not even a credit card
Cause, someone had done robbed us for like every bit of money
So, i had to provide, make more money to be loving
And my mom was counting on me, she said make the money, honey
So i had to make her proud, and i say it here aloud
(m.c coco)
You know i start every verse shouting out my name, right?
Coco, selling coco
Only up at midnight
I’m an owl, so you know i’m nocturnal for enemy’s
I could have been lame, only rapping for attention seeks, but like i said
I cannot be a legend, since i’m a god, you need a professional bar spitter to outrap me
But i guess we all equal gods, since we rapping together
I guess i’m not like ra, eric b, or the others
I should have seen coppin shots, i didn’t expect it to blow
Who can do it? tin can, you can’t recycle a goat

(sinkz)
It’s day 5 of becoming mayor
I feel like every corner is mine
All my homies gather round me, they chant my name, it’s a vibe
But the government don’t like me that much
Cause they think i’m some kind of street thug
But no, that’s not true, i’m only criminalizing criminals that do what they want
Sike, i’m not a snitch, i never snitch
My friends and fam ain’t never ditch
They all with me, they by my side on this rough journey, i’m thrilled to thrive
At 18 i learned how to drive
So i drive my way to the top of the charts
I wish i knew how to drive sooner
Imagine me being the king at 9
It should have been a coincidence, but i am still here
I remember bathing in the kitchen sink, that’s what gave me my name
All the struggle meals, the memories
Hot dogs and beans, my childhood dreams
I read my bible twice a week, to get some heals from jesus christ