Thurz - Los Angeles текст песни

The city of predators,
snakes, blood cats, hood rats,
they want the lion out his habitat
Devil contracts, high off contact
When you inhale the smog
that will bring your asthma back from childhood
As it sits in your chest like the taste of the finest cognac
You pray for call backs as everyone audition for their role
a Lot of niggas play the same character
No camera need stamina to run past ya
With your fake strategy, yo all cast like grey's anatomy
Pretend to be surgeons, real niggas touch hearts
My soul is stain glass, look through my eyes and see the art
Happily remove the shades, now witness the Andy Warhol
vangoh … Leonardo, … Picasso, Michelangelo, Salvador,
my call day old flow

Ey, city of dreams hard beat whether …
gasoline Dreams … with a flare and hope they blow up for the best

You never want a nightmare,
people cash 'em here to rob but that goes with hardware
Cats will raise a gun befor they raise their kid, huh
I guess they fathers of warfare, bullets go platinum where
invest in a hefty share, nigga hope it blow up for the best
fire back to preserve that feed that dream between years
Some dreams they … some dreams come true
I represent the city on that dodger blue
catch fade without clippers, sharp shoot your angels
Salute a king whether on ice or at war
I'm marching on gravel provide salutation
court cases,faces brothers sisters mothers , everybody trying to make it
This is LA



Thanks to Andrei

Thanks to TheGrouch for correcting these lyrics