Where I'm From 801

Always been writing but my mind was trippin on spittin verbally,

When homies were swappin lightning Bzy be sittin an sippin

when I should be grippin rap by the short and curlies

Till one night swaying right off bubs and Bud Light.

noodzy comes back from pissin bitchin to quit babysittin the pipe,

Do you need your blanky, a night light to enlighten us with your written

So drunk You just threw up your Mcckicken

Alright! Enough talk Bzdok grab the mic.

The beat we just finished is alright here B take a listen,

It had samples of blues

Yeah I'll admit it had a nice rhythm

But had no clue once I lit this lrycal fuse.

Rhymes cold left my lips frost bitten. (True),

Left my dogs shittin kittens. (Who knew),

I was actually nervous as I prepped my verses

But tonight I compensated never hesitated

That first kick and bass penetrated as I belated

"Ya'll hear those political drums

from the land of satarical Mormons

Utah Controversial and always hated

Finally alcohol laws renegotiated.

We do have bars but their heavily regulated

Drugs, Thugs, and Church and warm sun.

Crazy as fuck but I love the 801!

From the peaks to the beach Salt Lakes resinated

Just read our licesene plate Its clearly stated

In this state we live life elevated."