The Only Way

Sometimes I think about the only way 

That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying

Sometimes I think about the only way 

That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying



Only way out is in a bag I figga

You and me little punk ass nigga

Once you down with me you down for life

Wish they hustlin' fo', keep the family tight

We run business snow I witness

With evidence and contradiction

That's why I only love to control 

Love for my hood

I roll with



I Love L.A., But It's A Jungle, 

We Come From The Darkest Corners, 

Where All The Street Kids Rumble

Get they hustle on

And hold die in a bundle, stumble

And the grandson can't stay humble

Many catch justice

And other pressure and crumble

Will them fuckers they're bound catch a couple

Streets of hot lead sure enough make you tumble

No names attached

Put you out with one blow



Sometimes I think about the only way 

That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying

Sometimes I think about the only way 

That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying



From east side to the valley 

Raw dogs all over LA

Here representin' cali

Low riders and hot women

What you tell me

We rollin' out here its so smelly

Don't slip and you could get dropped through the alley

And violated for credit and stuck in your belly

'Cause its all about survival

Better learn it quick or you might get wet on arrival



I got ways of dealin' with my own

A state of smoking for sure

Hot and heavy when I break a nigga

Heat on the street in the form of gang bangers

This side of the earth don't forgive

Chew you up spit you out like

Legal bill and stung like hell

Hunt your ass down to the graveyard hell



Sometimes I think about the only way 

That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying

Sometimes I think about the only way 

That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying



I said don't f*ck growing up in the angel city

Caught a glimpse of life and say it with me

I was an outlaw for so many years son

The tears come

Reminiscing about the homies awaitin' here

Escape the street karma

No matter what keep comin'

Could never much sleep

You know everything is much harder

We setup and get shot up

You wanna survive you better have the street knowledge

Rappers, actors, gangsters, ballers, watch cars, cop cars

You have fat wallet so

You might have a brave heart like clear Wallace

Trigger with thieves

When you're all alone and somebody comin' for ya



Sometimes I think about the only way 

That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying

Sometimes I think about the only way 

That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying

Sometimes I think about the only way 

That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying

Sometimes I think about the only way 

That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying

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The Only Way
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