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Allow me to display if I mayI'm ready to start (So am I) Well, OKI've been held back for several yearsI had a few squabbles, never shedded no tearsBut like an uzi on the mic they call me Tone CaponeSlangin' down with your posse if you're standin' aloneCultivatin' all cities and tearin' up townsI treat you like a king goin' for a reboundWhen I'm on the mic, some say that I'm treacherousThey used to be the best - yeah, I bet you wasI never lost a battle, I ain't never been beatGo look on the sharp tombstones on the streetSuckas like you try to diss with nerveBut I slay you down and lay you down next to the curbNow I'm all in flesh, blindin' the one that stareI drop you on the pavement, leave you parked in the rearI don't need no protection so here's a little lessonWhen I leave the house, insured my Smif-N-WessunA .357, cold bobbin' off 11It puts you in hell, or it could place you up in heavenYou lookin' for trouble, then it's trouble I sparkBut I'm tellin' you now, I get Loc'ed After Dark[Chorus]Doin' it after darkDoin' it at the parkLetras de cancionesOh yeah, Loc gets hardOh yeah, (?) gets hardFreaks never cease, just to say the leastI'll start mobbin' motherfuckers like a savage beastI'm takin' my turn to make the mic burnAnd when I'm teachin' class, there's a lesson to be learnedNow I battle posses and tribes alikeNever battle out of hate; I always battle for spiteCold jealous of me, the Westside manThe leader of the brothers, and killer of the KlanBut I don't give a shit 'cause my rhyme is legitCold put you in the yard and tie you up with my pit'Cause when she starts to bite, that's when I will igniteThe views of the party taken to new heightsI consider myself to be a part of the eliteSuave and debonaire because the rhyme is so sweetBeen causin' confusion, magician of illusionYou got a little, problem, here's a solutionA winner never quits and a quitter never winsSo why you just gamblin' with dubs and fiends?Remember what I say, it sticks like Krazy GlueI'm tellin' you now, I'm not afraid of youLook up in my face, I'll tear your heart apartAnd like I told you before, (what?) I get Loc'ed After Dark[Chorus:Repeat x2]MC's, comin' out like thunderI'll make you see why Stevie had to WonderIs he fiction or is he a myth?Naw, it's just a dope rapper, you know Tone Smith'Cause every time you hear my song your hands clapThe Chosen One, puttin' LA on the mapWith no objection I plead my caseTone Loc, full capacity, leavin' out of spaceThe ace contender will never surrenderWhen I rock a show you always rememberThe one and only, superior to manyMe losin' a battle? Naw, I can't remember anyAlthough, in the days, I may have lost oneWho the hell am I kiddin', I ain't been outdone'Cause I'm the best, and I live out WestAnd if you want a dope song, I'll play your requestIt don't take much to make a crowd liveJust some Boots and some droids and a little bit of slideI step on stage and clear my hairMy next start, hmm, just a knock-up dareNo Uzi, my voice from the startBut you never know (why?) 'cause I get Loc'ed After Dark[Chorus:Repeat x2]Yo Wop, wussup, why don't you do me a little favor, man, why don't you Scratch my back for me? (dj scratches) Ohh yeah. Little bit over to theLeft. (dj scratches) Aaight, aaight, move it up now. (dj scratches) Yeah. Now a little bit down. (dj scratches) Now a little bit higher. (dj scratches)Little bit over to the left, yeahhhhh. Ill Wop's in the house.We outta here. Yessss, hasta la negro.[Chorus] From Letras Mania