Lyrics:

I'm trying to come back to the game like I never left 

santa monica my city, repping ocean ave, never throw up a set, fuck a gang sign, i aint with that shit

I can't stand actors, making shit up, pretending they're something when they not

fake religious mfs, that ain't no project that god intended

give me back my holy land and my 40 acres, I won't stop, like on God

my relationships don't need to be mended

still, I'm the original isrealite and no one else, this shit a bop


surfing malibu then she hops on top, i tell her don't stop

im begging for it, fuck being non chalant 

i'll put a 45 colt down his throat, now she my baby mama

and ima keep on with the flaunt



OG Isrealite, take 2.m4a

Lyrics:

Put a gun to my head but I'm not ready to die

Pull the trigger, it's a blank, I thank god I'm alive

Run to the club screaming profanities

He took matters with his hands

Gave me a bad dream, now I'm awake again

I'm on the outside

I never thought just life could give me this drive

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