"Trucha" as written by and Matthew Thomas/edney Meschery....
Masked with nylon with a can of krylon while on
Point see you through the walls we write on
Ride strong with a crew who considered sly cons
High on this rush provided my wrong

Cops try to put a stop to my art and hip hop
But they knock what we rock we got the streets locked
Juras don mix with pinturas

Catch us slippin' and try shoots us
We're looters of virgin walls the no gutters
Writers reign supreme on the street art scene

My team goes by the O-P-M kings
Rings and tight cliques we mix to snipe hits
And be the uppest that the main thing
Catch graffiti wreck on my city set

My committee gets respect well known with a gritty rep
Who step to the bomb yard with a fat tip
Tryin' to get a name in this world and that it


Lyrics submitted by Tiber

"Trucha" as written by Jack Gonzalez Geoffrey H Turney

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    General Commentthe chorus is missing because its not in english or any other language i speak.
    Tiberon February 08, 2002   Link
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    General Commentthe last *???* is cop. and i think the "mom and dad" part is "mobbin' down"
    emogetupgirlon July 23, 2002   Link

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