Raised in the city of angels
Where safe and danger switch lanes
So stranger drive slow
Where beggars and gangstas
Fast women and dank are
Just part of the face that we show
We got mountains and ocean
We move in slow motion
Off that sticky that you all love to blow
I swear ain't nothing better there
that's why we all take our hats off to you
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
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