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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, C.V.E.,

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

Already… Yeah

The underground source, which everyone

Eventually feeds from

Influence the industry in a round about way

What up to Dilated peoples, O.M.D., 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 A.K. 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-no…puttin' it down

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