Aceyalone - Project Blowed lyrics

Yo this goes out to hip hop world wide
Straight from Leimert Park, California
Los Angeles
Yo, everybody in the hip hop struggle
In the life
Struggle, makin' a name for themselves
Makin' history, makin' a change
Yeah all the project blowedians, all the tape
Slangers, all the record pushers
This goes out to everybody doin'
It on they own livin' Legends, CVE
Hieroglyphics, Likwit Crew
Global Phlowtaions
Project Blowed what's the code
I been rockin' mics since I was 12 years old
I was born in the jungle, the concrete slab
Where people take any and everything
That they can grab
Some niggas chilled on the block
But chilled in the lab
My project was to blow you up


And break you off a slab
People are strange, and people are bad
But the gift of gabrier was
Something beautiful to have
It started at the Good Life
House of the first sightin'
We snatched raps out of they
Mouths when they were biting
There was nothing more exciting then
To serve and perform
On Crenshaw and Exposition God was born
He said please
Pass the mic to whomever is tight
Me and the Fellowship took it and
We held it for dear life
The Inner City Griots, the wild, the style
The crew
The ones they got their styles from
But claimed they never knew

Alreadyyeah
The underground source, which everyone
Eventually feeds from
Influence the industry in a round about way
What up to Dilated peoples, OMD, Pharcyde
Jurassic 5, Erule, Hobo junction
What's up Saucey, what's up Trend, Medusa
Manifesto, Hip Hop Clan

Well the parties jumpin'
The Blowed is packed
And when a crowds like this I'm ready to rap
But before I can bust a rhyme on the mic
I gotta serve you in a cipher
Just to ear my stripes
The scared battle dog
With the underground catalogue fuck it
Tryin' to make the world a better place
Instead of duckin'
Still tryin' to make the duckets
Make the knowledge rain down in buckets
Make a little somethin', and tuck it
Just to give it away
Build a work shop round where I stay
Some people got the love
But they don't know the way
Some people know the way
But they don't know what to say
And I'm the sensei I greet'em
From far and near
Better watch the light in your eyes
A stars in here
Leimert Park's very own Aceyalone
The one who made the whole
World come off the dome up at the Blowed

What's the code
Yo I'd like to send a special
Shout out to Ben Caldwell
Much respect, thank
You for everything you've done
Richard, 5th streets
World Stage - Billy Higgins
Much respect due to the Watts Prophets
The Last Poets
And all the other poets out there much love
What's up AK tony
You ever seen a rapper with fire in his eyes
Wired up off the bud smoke tryin' to fly
Rap, rap, rappin', rhyme, rhyme, rhyme
Leimert Park and 43th turn into a landmine
B-boy's tryin' to flow they rhymes
And b-girls lookin' oh so fine
My man Bad Drew gots the fresh designs
And Cheatum got the sound
Set bangin' from behind 5000 boomin' watts
KAOS Network state of the art
Audio-video, filmin' and editin'
Capoieria and meditations
Computers and telebeams
At the workshop every Thrusday night
Where we give the new definition to open mic
I hope y'all don't mistake glitter for gold
While we doin' it
And puttin' it down at the Project Blowed

What's the code
Yo, special shout out to all the god love
And all the Energy out there
Positivity all the righteous men and women
Yo, what's up to my homie Djinji Brown
Diamond D black Star, De La Soul
Organized Konfusion, Common, Bahamadia
KRS-ONE there's a whole lotta people
Out there I respect
Project Bliz-ni-iz noputtin' it down