You walk around in your hometown, With friends we used to know. Memories of her and me, Are all that is left to show. The places where we'd sleep and
mics And show these people what my level of skill's like But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights Case
through 'Cause I believe in you So let's go put up a fight Let's go make everything all right Go on take a shot Go give it all you got Oh, yeah, I know
city bout one A.M Loaded, loaded I'm all geared up to score again Loaded, loaded I come alive in the neon light That's when I make my moves right Living
/ K-Town and J-Town Or Little Tokyo for those that don't know Where figures shiver/ living right in the litter Where kids write bigger/ right inside the
, its all the same thang Y'all look at these blue skies and think paradise I look at these blue skies, and think what a disguise That's why its called the "Magic City
Yea niggas, Welcome to Dade County Where we slang rocks that claim blocks And those red and blue lights just keep our streets hot C'mon and ride with
for that cheddar O please I switch cheese to leather [Loon] Uh yeh uh yeh uh Check it out yo Y'all niggas say what y'all wanna say Feel how y'all wanna
no escape our die is cast In the city of angels Death is just a moment away In the city of angels Your future won't see the light of the day Beware
the room, I can't help actin a fool I know what she like, she act right She act like she ain't gon' survive the night without my dick all up in her ass
for that cheddar O please, I switch cheese to leather Uh, yeh, uh, yeh, uh, check it out yo Y'all niggas say what y'all wanna say Feel how y'all wanna
not to kill We bust a corner doin 60 one police car spun And all I was thinkin was murder one Bust a move into an alley and did it right And me and
goin through, fuck your hood Mother fuck a bitch, hoe get your heels kickin And all my real motherfuckers know it's all in the good And all you niggas
not to kill We bust a corner doin 60 one police car spun And all I was thinkin was murder one Bust a move into an alley and did it right And me and my
They're all on the tip to get a sip Of this poetic performer that's fully equipped [ ROUND 1: MC Taste ] Y'all played yourselves right in front of the mic Moved
hill I'm gonna dive on into those city lights And I'm gonna dance, dance, dance till I get my fill We laughed and drank in the jukebox light And we
shot on the drive, the roof went on fire Hide all, you little children in a dire When I spark in the dark with a lighter Light up and don't die in silence
