[Intro: Nate Howard]
It's just me out here
At least that's what it feels like
They said I wouldn't make it
That this was a City of Broken Dreams
But somehow, lost angels broke cages
They seen animals, we made stages
Became famous by freeing the world of their own danger
Prison mentalities, we're all hanging from propaganda
Victim-blaming, all divided with remainders of Mikes, Trayvons, and Oscars
Given to common legends, no acting
The new Selma is happening right now
Momma, I made it
I killed this freestyle before they killed me
They saw Rodney, you saw a king
Realize how powerful you are and break free
[Chorus: Brandy & James Fauntleroy]
L.A., can't believe we fell in love in the city of L.A.
L.A., it's the city of angels, it can take you anywhere
L.A., L.A., L.A., we fell in love in L.A., L.A., L.A.
We fell in love
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
In the city of the gangbang
Yeah, we still dying over red and blue stripes
Chuck my set up and it feel good
'Cause don't nobody love you more than your neighborhood
We always had bitches, we don't love those
Grew up around the gangsters and the cutthroats
Be careful where you at, you might get bust on, yeah
All my South Central niggas, Inglewood, twist your fingers up
Compton and Watts, Eastside, always turning up
Bad bitches up at Greystone and Supperclub
Tell 'em where we from like
It's just me out here
At least that's what it feels like
They said I wouldn't make it
That this was a City of Broken Dreams
But somehow, lost angels broke cages
They seen animals, we made stages
Became famous by freeing the world of their own danger
Prison mentalities, we're all hanging from propaganda
Victim-blaming, all divided with remainders of Mikes, Trayvons, and Oscars
Given to common legends, no acting
The new Selma is happening right now
Momma, I made it
I killed this freestyle before they killed me
They saw Rodney, you saw a king
Realize how powerful you are and break free
[Chorus: Brandy & James Fauntleroy]
L.A., can't believe we fell in love in the city of L.A.
L.A., it's the city of angels, it can take you anywhere
L.A., L.A., L.A., we fell in love in L.A., L.A., L.A.
We fell in love
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
In the city of the gangbang
Yeah, we still dying over red and blue stripes
Chuck my set up and it feel good
'Cause don't nobody love you more than your neighborhood
We always had bitches, we don't love those
Grew up around the gangsters and the cutthroats
Be careful where you at, you might get bust on, yeah
All my South Central niggas, Inglewood, twist your fingers up
Compton and Watts, Eastside, always turning up
Bad bitches up at Greystone and Supperclub
Tell 'em where we from like
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