Keep On

[Pacewon]<br>What you want wit the underground kings from the Bricks<br>I`ve been at it since Clyde Frazier played for the Knicks<br>Packin` 3-5-7`s wit the raw hide grips<br>Rollin` 4-5-6 on ya cross eyed tricks<br>War type shit, so get off my dick<br>I`m wet like Pirelli`s on the vet<br>Here I go, pull up in the stretch<br>Ballin` like the Nets, like ten pass ya marks on my net<br>Woman love me, wantin` lust for me like people do money<br>They hungry, I might start livin` too lully<br>Got a A+ average and I`m bound to make honor roll<br>Jumpin` in and out of holes, lives like geronimo<br>Put it on wax, make it sound kinda comical<br>Bitches listen to it while they work they abdominals<br>G`s listen to it while they out playin` dominoes<br>Outsidaz try`nna match the face on the article<br><br>[Chorus: Young Zee]<br>To my people from the Bricks keep on<br>Everybody up in Jerz, keep on<br>And it wont be long til the Outz invade<br>So we came to sing this sing<br><br>[Hook: Pacewon]<br>We like (woop!), love our shit or leave it alone (4X)<br><br>[Young Zee]<br>You know my block get cash<br>Twenty in street wit pop plus hash<br>Mess around, see a cop get blast<br>Even the girls get stop by tax<br>Outsidaz, what, what, what, like today<br>We doin` it to girls look like Tyra Banks<br>Drop the CD, girls hawkin` a nigga<br>They still wanna creep, they know I`m talkin` to Digga<br>You think you raw, I`mma test your jaw<br>You don`t have a clue like Ernesto Shaw<br>See me on ya block, better give me those props<br>Before I start another beef worse then Biggie and Pac<br>We got macks and 4-4`s to bust<br>And we don`t buy clothes for girls, they buy clothes for us<br>Peace, to my homies doin` time in jail<br>And to ya niggas that be hatin`, ya`ll can rot in hell<br><br>[Chorus: Young Zee]<br>To my people from New York, keep on<br>Everybody in L.A., keep on<br>And it wont be long til the Outz invade<br>So we came to sing this sing<br><br>[Hook: Pacewon]<br>We like (woop!), love our shit or leave it alone (4X)<br><br>[Young Zee] (Pacewon) {both}<br>You know the Outz spit game<br>Without rappin` bout my chain and my range<br>While everybody else talk, sound the same<br>(Yo me and Zee) {we just try`nna get brains} and run trains<br>(Yo hot like gun flames, we copped enough grade<br>Take the story make the front page<br>All about a man wit a bulletproof coatin` chrome shotty<br>Ain`t takin` shit from nobody)<br>And punk ya`ll can make me use the steel and blast ya Coupe D`eville<br>Hit the right side up, make ya loose a wheel<br>Outsidaz drunk, can`t walk a straight line<br>Me and Pace blind off the 1-8-9<br>(Tell the cops that the gun ain`t mine, some may find and go<br>All day shine, I`m no joke<br>Pacewon, the type of man, that you don`t play close<br>Better throw up ya hands when my folks say so)<br><br>[Chorus: Young Zee]<br>To my people in V.A., keep on<br>Everybody up in Philly, keep<br>And it wont be long til the Outz invade<br>So we came to sing this sing<br><br>[Hook: Pacewon]<br>We like (woop!), love our shit or leave it alone (4X)<br><br>[Outro: Young Zee]<br>Jacksonville, keep on<br>Little Rock, keep on<br>Vancouver, keep on<br>Seattle, keep on