Lyrics:
[Intro]
I Love Cali in the Summer Time!
[Roscoe]
Oh boy!
Yeah, Los Angeles
Yeah I just want to say 'Much love to my big brother Kurupt Young
in my rari and than bitches bye ,You're done
i wanna many money but, you are no that
i gonna make money cuz, you die and i no doubt
You're dead but, i
Co-creator of my fate
It was meant to be
There's no stopping now
The people waking up
The devil is a lie
Yeah his time is up
God's in
are always thinking about sex
Lovers live in Los Angeles
But a sea away they're homelessness
No doubt
How could you hide the darkness from the sun?
How
I was in eighth grade,
My toes were coming out of the sides.
But at least I had something to step on asphalt with.
Everything comes in its time
All my sexy ladies, turn this up real quick
Los Angeles, San Anto... It's time for another hit
I want y'all to get nasty out there
Let's go
Eeho le
gon get it
The ball is in your court
I hope you gon lick it, kick it
One by, one by one
Two by two
On the line, the line
Wait, wait, wait, wait
You no
on being a twenty something actress in Los Angeles
Brewing inside with no plan but
A yearning to save the world through my work and my art
Later I would
Who wan' test the real scandalous
I'm at the Sands in Los Angeles
Plannin' hits with an anonymous philanthropist
Spanish kids, close to God, like
lit
Overall - getting sick
By this motherfuckers talking shit
Dream BIG no one can you hold down
Never back down
Taking the crown
Always on top and not
A crooked will that contradicts your name
In due time you'll come to see
No option; you'll succumb to be
The timid sadist you have always been
And though
Yoh, yoh
Am jealous about you dude, I call my girl several times get no reply
Baby you know am tracking not trying to be rude
I lost touch suddenly
Mandolin
Rory Partin: Piano
Recorded and Mixed in Los Angeles, CA
Mastered by Keith Compton, Nashville, TN
to take away this suspicion that I know clouds your world at times
By giving you some faith to hold on to honey whenever your hand is not in mine
Happy
to take away this suspicion that I know clouds your world at times
By giving you some faith to hold on to honey whenever your hand is not in mine
Happy
Yeah, he had beef up there
With the same ones we seen at the strip arcade
With the scar by his head
Aight, aight, get the big shit
No bullshit, it's time
stranger things,
I give you nosebleeds like eleven
Los Angeles I'm living in Heaven
Spewing lyrics in air, call them airlines in the sky I'm so fly
Get
contaminated waste on the crispest spliff’s!
If they ban legit hits England to Los Angeles,
Our grammar give swift positive chances to live!
Still I vanish into
you take in 16 year old runaways too drunk
To say no and all too ready for their Kerouac moment
With angel Mommy
I dont mind that you feed them
All right
Yo, this song came about one time when
I- I was- I was on a plane back, going back to Los Angeles
Coming from somewhere else
And I sat
No one can tear this castle down.
I want to be true, by these graffiti walls,
I dwell in you, you dwell in me.
CHORUS: For the sake of love, for
sentence you it's unjust
Filling institutions with us
In los Angeles
My manuscripts can be found in
Abandon houses
Tagged by the hands of vandals
Read
Your being, separates me, woman, from all that I was,
Time has gone by, sleepless nights, feeling low and o so blue,
But so short and close to you,
You can call eight ball in the corner when you shootin' pool
But when you play the game of life, ain't no stupid rules
Gotta go for yours at all times
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