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This album is one of the top Living Legends albums to date in my opinion. Luckyiam.PSC flows incredibly and The Grouch is…well superb as always with his delivery and poetic imagery. They call these guys the Living Legends for a reason I guess. Other stand out features from this album include Brother Ali, Slug, MURS, and Del Tha Funkee Homosapien.

The CMA (The Grouch & Luckyiam.PSC)

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…and she walks nothing’s moving
It is timeless in the corners
And the sound of shutting doors
You chase the sunlight so you kick down the door
And the window holds no sight

[The Grouch]
I remember the rainy days
Mom would drop me off at school in a bucket
It was around the 3rd grade
Meltin’ crayons on the furnace, playing heads up seven up
Boy I was learning and I felt great
I had an Incredible Hulk lunch box
A Michael Jackson jacket, three-striped socks
Right before the first pair of Jordans came out
Every year I had a Valentine, she would shoot my game out
To work that pain out I’d eat a gang of candy
Cherry clan, zots, lots you understand me?
My teeth were rotten always at the dentist
My dad played the Police, I was his music apprentice
He drove a Cutlass, a 7-deuce dropped
Didn’t know what he had though, I’m tellin you pop
If I could take it back to 80-something
I’d let some sun in, but you made us toughen

[Hook]
You chase the sunlight so you kick down the door
And the window holds no sight (x2)

Mom said tough love, dad drank the bottle up
Sixth grade and candy’s not enough
Mom bought me a snare drum
I beat it but I didn’t get it yet
When they split, I was prepared
In school I failed mathematics
Grids made sense still
Couldn’t get the girls but I had some status
Commodore computer literate a little bit
Moved to the east to the ‘O’
Now I can feel a little grid under my toes
None of my woes were too large
But through any bit of hardship, character grows
Hip Hop’s staring me in the nose
This block’s preparing me for what was chose
A rose out of concrete’s real
I’ve seen it happen before: traded my speech for a meal
Traded in raindrops for sunrays
Turned in ‘no ways’ into ’some ways’

[Hook]
You chase the sunlight so you kick down the door
And the window holds no sight (x2)

[Luckyiam.PSC]
Little Tommy lived on Victor
??? little sister
I used to be an only child, now you see me jealous
I was one of the nappy-headed, sports-playing fellas
Couldn’t tell us nothin unless you was a coach
I had a roach a few but my parents wasn’t broke
But broken in the union so I guess I got some hopes
So I guess I had support from that double income
Mama went to school to be a nurse and bring funds
Into the household like pops did
While she was taking classes at El Camino College
While I was extra baggage
The extra mouth to manage and the Christmas gifts to package
For a latchkey kid who never thought he’d make it happen
The 80’s started crackin, my neighborhoods was blastin
So my folks moved us out of that zone to face the challenge of change
Without a damn, I doubt it’d be the same
But I’d probably stand the rain til the sun shined again

[Hook]
You chase the sunlight so you kick down the door
And the window holds no sight (x2)

So it’s bye bye Inglewood, hello mid-city hood
The colors done changed now
I really wanna spree how
Corduroy’s, Fila’s, & snakeskin belts, got bellbottom girls in the Sergio Takini’s
I went to John Purvis first, girly was a meanie
Cheated on me with a dude that used to go to UNI
My confidence was puny so I let this cutie do me
Ruined me, trust in females and such
I never really bounced back from that
So it’s rough on any relationshop I’ve had since that day
Or any hesitation of why not to play
Or reasons it’s cold-hearted deperate frays

[Hook]
You chase the sunlight so you kick down the door
And the window holds no sight (x2)