Lyrics:
(Los Angeles)
Set me free from all this feeling
'Cause I can't get rid of all this hate
And if someone still believes me
All of us have lost our faith
of me
Sorry, super excited
Oh this is the most romantic thing ever
I've always dreamt of seeing Los Angeles
I know Walter can't wait either
You
know, he's represented by a clarinet....
The part of the Grandfather will be played by Don Amiche.
He... what?
Can't make it? Oh. Huh.
Okay, um, hmm,
yet.
Chorus:
Hello LA, the city of Los Angeles , will here I stay for the rest of my life?
Who knows, I pray that rock´n roll will save my day
Today,
No more parties in LA
Please baby no more parties in LA, uh
No more parties in LA
Please baby no more parties in LA, uh
No more (Los Angeles
Snak the Ripper, I was the only one that's mangling
Focusin' on fierce words, stranglin' while rambling
I packed my bags and I moved to Los Angeles
Los/lost and Angeles/angel less where the city of angels mourn
I was born in the valley that capitalize porn
We blowing the battle horn and I'm ripping
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
auditioned for the movie True
Grit and became a frontrunner
For the role before it
Went to Hailee Steinfeld
Her family moved to Los Angeles
When she was 14
and I will try
When I was packing in Los
Angeles to come here
I had a sense of unease because I've
Always felt some ambiguity about an
Award for poetry
rep that west I rep that dub
I rep that S I'm a monster
Westside Lochness I'm a problem
Matter fact I'm a mess Los Angeles
So scan'less south central
Threw my set up at some
Mo' gang parties in LA gangsta Gibbs
Los Angeles
Do it (Shake that body, party that bod-)
Uh, I do it
(Shake that body, party that
families (Fuck)
White's family moved to Alhambra, California, and later to Los Angeles
During the Great Depression. To make extra money
Her father would
I'm drivin' all night, Los Angeles my throne
We could break up tonight or be together
It's how the night ends, and we could be forever
As I cruise
'm back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
lead us not into temptation, I
Want you to kiss me, i love you)
You're a good kid
All you lil' cowboy will do a good job for me
Make sure you do it
ass to home to your baby boo
She cool, as long as you get there by eight
Bring some money home, and don't be late
Not me, you see me all around
I love
California where we like the weed sticky
But not the weather
Its the Los Angeles version of that grimy rap
Rider till I die but born to fly through out
Hustling
I feed by
Hustling
Became a G by
Hustling
All day
Until the day I die
I will live my life
I'ma hustle, I'ma ball
Until the wheels fall
until Friday to record this next idea so maybe by then I’ll play it differently
Maybe my mood will change by then and it’ll end up sounding slower
The Los Angeles Times is going to be read
By a man named Carlo
He will die carrying his wife
(who cannot use her legs) to the bathroom
I will sit in
And the dream was Los Angeles,
Now I live in Los Angeles
Lots of randoms reaching out and telling me they a fan of us
And I'm tryna go platinum plus
Used to sit
were to kidnap you right now?
Um okay I'll take
Green Day's American Idiot
Andrew Bird's Are You Serious
Rage Against the Machine Battle of Los Angeles
I'm gonna tell ya, I'm a, whew!"
"Rough, rough here in Chicago!"
"want to get on back across that desert in Los Angeles, somewhere"
"Florida
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