What you know about my city that's tic tac?   Hustle to get stacks    Fail get laughed at    Even from here I hear the chit chat    Grew up Miracle Mile   Fairfax to tar traps, Hamilton High alumni    What you know Ham and cheese supreme    JB to Carthay cat LA it be the base and the catalyst    Walk Crescent Heights worldwide back to strangle us   Land of the saint and the land of the wicked    Hollywood to Bell   The manichean kick it   What a duality, arid reality   Devon Brown Shot   Minor technicality   Brad Pits cheatin' front page reality   Stanley Miller Beatin'   DA don't want to touch it   But I love my city   Soft yet rugged   Rep LA I know the Angels will love it      City of angels!      I let the beat talk   Then I just fill in the words   Its Jabulani that you're dealing with   My hood is tough like its clubber lang   So in the bucket I bump behind mac in the gutter lane   I write raps when I feel the pain or even sorrow   But you heard it before the sun will come out tomorrow,or so they say   But see we're living in L.A. and what you thought was the sun, was just a flash from the k   You stashing your weed in the passenger seat of the regal with the gold feet   Watch your back, lil' homie got a loaded mac on Figueroa   Just got a new girl   His rep he's finna show her   But slow down baby gangsta, you aint prepared for the truth   You got him and its gonna happen to you, aint gotta live how your homie do   Just work the angles   The city I'm from is Los Angels   Come on!