DeeJay Element - Four Corners lyrics

I'm spitting the truth on the hottest beats Til I'm up close and personal with B-I-G, six feet Like an amputated arachnid since back when I'm repping the N-Y, but Cali is active Hip hop on the West Coast I relate to em S'ils parlent le francais I relate to em In need of some therapy I relay music I'm at every plate of the world son, and moving it The rock band jazz fan both feel the message A college student bump the music while he deal with stress and The ninth grader in cla** cuz he feel the lesson Congregation feel the flow cuz it's been a blessing Oh glory hallelujah and mazel tov Whether your meal come with fries or the lobster sauce My lines 90 degrees or much warmer I reach each one in the world the four corners (Scratching from DJ Brace) No matter where you are with no money it's a damn shame Democracies or in countries with no campaigns Dictators gain power just from my rhyming Same songs get the people start to uprising Dude in the Benz ride to my songs with nowhere to go til he gotta say enough driving Kid's suicide letter that he wrote And he woulda put the lead up in his throat Til he heard something better in a quote from my rap song, shoot Now that's bridging the gap man the capstone No simulated characters like its Capcom Every letter shut it down like a bad prom Mad bombs cities where they gotta have a curfew Where you fight for your freedom and they hurt you Do it for all from a homie to a foreigner I reach each one in the world, the four corners bruh (Scratching from DJ Brace) Black man on your campus Armed with a weapon my brain you can't stand it Came to drop A bombs in ur cla**es And I know how to use good grammar and good manners like damn it I know you scared now KKK and police wasn't prepared now You got a main chick and a mistress You got a mansion or got evicted I give you home now I leave the light on Struggling with forgiveness letting bygones be bygones I'm with you Old magazine to new issue Pac's hologram virtually the world is against you Forget about that it's been in the past You said it's a wrap you better than that This the last of the games the fourth quarter I reach each one in the world the four corners (Scratching from DJ Brace)