Lyrics:
often in California so uh
All my California brothas and sistas
This one's for y'all
Break it down
Oh yea she left me on opened but imma be alright
Am I gonna live till next week?
Will I get shot by a dope fiend,
Tryin to get high, tryin to steal my ring
I really can't say, cause I don't know
rap straight to you
Sucker emcee and your whole crew
Everytime you said I was what you wanted
You never even knew you soon be fronted
By an emcee
on melrose
New york pad coped california spot next
But I guess I play the telly for
The mean in between mr clean kicks
Spent a couple "G's" in supreme
Paintins
don’t want no smoke
These hallow tips will make a nigguh catch the Holy Ghost
So
Nigguhz don’t wanna see my 40 smoke
Cause I’ll lay a nigguh down by his
Ladies and gentlemen
Please welcome from Los Angeles California... PUNK
RIGHT
Come on come on
What's your name
P.U.N.K... PUNK
Heavy metal punk
I can charge by the hour, sixty minutes
Say they pay me a minute, that's crazy
My diamonds really be shinin', no shade
I'm goin' all in, no
representative from California has the floor)
"Sieg Heil" to the president Gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your
California
So you suckers better listen when I speak
A brother that's hard but very unique
Cause the P is one of a kind
Kick some ass, grab the mic, then I go
for transition
Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
By any means, retreatin
I come from California
Where you say no one grows old
And y'all drive to fast.
But you say it so slow
In that southern style, baby
That always
I come from California
Where you say no one grows old
Y'all drive too fast
But you say it so slow
With that southern style, baby
It drives me
only free in my dreams
I can fly
And ignore the stress of life
Get a job a Southern California
I can love without the pain of loss
Without breaking my
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
some
Native peoples gotta reclaim our place in the sun
White man with his disease, war and gun
Wiped out the peoples will to fight for where we from
Cali
to l.a.
from portland to gainesville
from the great plains to niagara
route 66 straight to california
electric lights carry the night
we move in
travel down highway 101, the scenic route
Perceiving the beautiful things that you might dream about
When you think of California, the landscape will
not going anywhere, anywhere
I'm in this for life
Like it or not
You will have to drag me by the neck
I'm not gonna bail
Writing on the ceiling
of boats and people, (guns.)
And surrounded by cars. This opening is just the beginning....
Of something people will want a Sunday drive through, for
and be your funeral
(Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin' through
Drive-by, layin' side by side as they viewin' you
Ha, cause you will
It's that Southern Cali Bounce
Southern Cali Bounce Bounce
Show the world
What we're all about
California
California
From the frontyard
Backyard
up tomorrow, you'll see the rain is gone
But not for me hun, it's been raining all month long
And California's sun will never let you down
For me for
California's gone by now
Venice beach it ripped at the seams
Now it's all torn down
Deep blue long island sound
They painted my old house yellow but
They came for the gold
they stayed for the weed
either way they always fell for me
They used me up
ran me dry
making their art by the reservoir side
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