Letras:
Diesel Boy Real Life In The Big City

The sun comes up on Santa Rosa The garbage men are cleaning up the street There's a junkie sleeping in the shadows and all around me I can feel the weight

the sun comes up on santa rosa the garbage men are cleaning up the street there's a junkie sleeping in the shadows and all around me i can feel the weight

face and slap ya, boy With a .38 kidnap ya, boy Ductape and wrap ya, boy ???? and flash ya, boy Lascerate and trash ya, boy Mash ya, boy, I hate Master

your face and slap ya, boy With a .38 kidnap ya, boy Ductape and wrap ya, boy [????] and flash ya, boy Lascerate and trash ya, boy Mash ya, boy, I hate

Ol' Dirt McGirt, okay, then Let's get it popping, like it ain't nothing to get it popping The big and rotten's the city, too good to be forgotten [Chorus

' to shove us out the game, but they can't There's a ghetto in every city in America And I'm from the Big West Second dynasty... Death Row is back! Yeah

song hott, The crime rise and your baby momma's draws drop, My chain big like my buzz in the city, But when I wasn't a rapper life wasn't as pretty,

your face and slap ya, boy With a .38 kidnap ya, boy Ductape and wrap ya, boy [????] and flash ya, boy Lascerate and trash ya, boy Mash ya, boy, I hate

Dirt McGirt, okay, then Let's get it popping, like it ain't nothing to get it popping The big and rotten's the city, too good to be forgotten [Chorus