Track 1

"EAST COAST"

(E-40 ad-libs: Uh! E-Feezy! Sick wid it!)

Intro

East Coast...

Y'all know where I'm from...

Vallejo... Crest Side...

Uh!

Verse 1

I ain't got beef with a state, I got beef with a wave

Borrowed-ass flows, been recycled for days

Y'all claimin' crowns, y'all claimin' thrones

But the West been feastin' while y'all on your phones

I don't do subliminals, I do direct

Y'all movin' units? I do respect

But respect ain't fear, and fear ain't love

So step to the plate or step the heck off

Hook

East Coast, East Coast

Y'all can keep the hype, I keep the most

East Coast, East Coast

Back down, back down, or get exposed

Uh! Back down!

Verse 2

I came up independent, self-made, no co-sign

Y'all needed a machine just to land a punchline

Radio-friendly, label-trained

I been independent since before the campaign

Y'all got a region, I got a movement

Y'all got a moment, I got improvement

Thirty-plus years and I'm still in the mix

So who really run it? Do the math, it's fixed

Verse 3

I ain't sendin' shots, I'm sendin' receipts

Y'all sendin' posts, I'm sendin' beats

Back down gracefully, save your face

Or keep runnin' your mouth and lose your place

'Cause the map don't lie and the charts don't either

West Coast tide, y'all just a breather

E-40, Sick Wid It, certified

Y'all can have the moment — I got the ride

Outro

East Coast...

No hard feelings...

Just hard facts...

Uh! E-Feezy!