Lyrics:
Girl, you know you're lost
Lost in the thrill of it all
Miami, Amsterdam
Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India
Lost on a train, lost
Got on my
am you so you are me
And every now and then we get a little out of hand
To fuel our greed driven by our wants and needs
It seems we never act ourselves
Loc
Fuckin' with young Yay
Uh-huh
Ay, you better watch your way
Brooklyn Queens
To all the way to Los Angeles
Manhattan, Harlem
I think, C.C.
it
Arrest the cops
Charge the cops, charge all the cops
Not just some of them
Charge them in every city across America where our people are being
The three of y'all are too accessible
Seen all the wrong moves, watching The Untouchables
We don't do vegetables, niggas get flatlined
Welcome all beef,
staff
Laugh now, but cry much later
You see when niggas get together
They get mad 'cause they can't fade us
Like my niggas from South Central
Los Angeles
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
alone
With no one to see
All the pain that he felt
That could never escape
Or be free from the shit
That he found himself covered in
Buried in
attention to all my words and remember them because our words set their pants on fire
Here brave men are driven to drugs by politics to keep quiet
Because
now I have my kids, shit is real when you’re livin’ in Los Angeles.
What doesn't kill you got you workin’ with some savages.
One day it all makes sense,
to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity
a (?), charity, sincerely
Los Angeles, scandalous, handle us how?
We the ones you get your swag from, write that down
Home of the green leaf, watch out
on ice
Live from Los Angeles, it's Saturday night
While others staty tight we're looking for some parties to crash
I never bounce, rock and splash without
Poowah.
Pooowahhhhhh
I see you all are very well organised, we all like order in germany you know. you have such a pleasant smile, may I see your papers?
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
grows in Pennsylvania
I know she's from Jersey
These are the slavery chords I was taught by my grandmother
The things she whispered in my ear
She taught
time, beyond the impossible
Breaking through every obstacle
By faith from the intangible
Objects, they are exchangeable
Yet lives are irreplaceable
Real
Evangelists
I dress all Los Angeles
But I love Miami though
I act so New Orleans
Yes, I go Pistachios
That means I go nuts on any beat they throw at me
of fruitless trees
Beneath a gibbous light we lose our way tossed about by wild waves
We are following the course of the wayward stars
Asking all the questions
Faith
Grounded in our History, Intentional as we Build
Let me make it plain
Black Lives Matter
All Power to the People
All Power to the People
All Power
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today
For this somber occasion
Please join us in the mourning of this u-47
It was a great microphone in it's
to find
As I'm digging deeper
So deep into my mind
Oh Angele
What do you want
What do you want from me
These are words for talking
Words for talking
Yet
Stephanie
Goddamn then girls go get to me
I spent all my time chasing women around
I'm in love with Los Angeles
I'm in love with her soul
I'm in love
was silenced forever, and Los Angeles are searching for his killer
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