Laguna Seca by Khan

Runnin up a bag
boy it's been a year
droppin off countin up
then I'm in the clear
Married to the game
and I can't forfeit
Get endorsements
from those in my orbit
Wakin up to trim the trees -
how I kill the beast
Use my lifestyle to fill the beats
On the road
cuz they wanna scope units
on my phone
they don't know how I do it
I was in the cut
where you came up truant
It's a language to this
you gotta be fluent
Used to be a teacher
now I be a student
still a Master of my Arts
and I need a Cuban
man, I been dope but
I need improvement
the self-care been tough
and I need a new chick

(Race car and pit crew sound effects)

We kept it ready
get the fetti like the
Locatellis
before I go home
I'm smokin heavy
I wrote this rhyme
by the Evergreen Cemetery
October 9th, spooky times
Its legendary
they better tell the legend
when I'm buried
comparing me to other rappers
necessarily
but that's a fallacy
I'm living in reality
caught up in this untouchable mentality
I'm so high I think I'm living
in a fantasy
6LOCKS on my album
six shot capacity
I got your girl on my line
she stays gassin' me
Laguna Seca
makin rounds
while they passin me
I scope exotics
prolly what you smoke is trash to me
damn
I hit this game with tenacity
I tell you why she threw
the ass to me
good smoke then I two-stroke
like Valvoline

(ha... like Valvoline)

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• conscious hip hop
• emceeing
• lyrical
• mixtape
• underground
• California