West Coast, East Coast

From the West where the palm trees sway, To the East where the concrete's gray, We livin' life in a clash of the titans, Gritty streets, no peace, just fightin'. Hustlers grind, every block got a story, From Compton's sun to Brooklyn's glory, Rivals lurk in the shadows of dreams, Spillin' blood on the pavement, shattered schemes. East Coast swagger, they claim the throne, West Coast vibes, we ride alone, But in the alley, the truth unfolds, Respect the hustle, but hearts turn cold. Two coasts clash, but the struggle's the same, Chasin' wealth, caught up in the game, Legacy written in the scars of the past, In this war of words, who’s built to last?