| Uh, yeah
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| I just told myself, uh
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| Yeah, uh, yeah
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| Welcome to LA
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| The land of opportunity where everybody stay
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| The girls are pretty, some will shine 360 days
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| But I don’t always feel that way, today I need some gray
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| Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away
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| The land of opportunity where everybody stay
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| Yeah, and move out to this town where dreams, ambitions, and get lost in the
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| party
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| Takes a toll on you, man, this shit will charge a large fee
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| Just don’t forget who you are, G
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| Staring at the man in the mirror, like I recognize him hardly
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| Brought my sins away and twist some parsley
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| Stop and chill, these days I do it sparsely
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| In another universe I coulda' had a stroller and a car seat, but-
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| And tell me things not happen how they supposed to
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| But somehow it seems I hurt all the people I get close to
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| Experience a breakdown some 27 goes through
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| 'Cause you don’t want to see heaven, yeah, where Janis Joplin knows you
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| On phone calls with Mama like she tryin' to give me a earfull
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| She said «This is the town that happens in so just be careful
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| Been tryin' to keep your head straight
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| And dead-off all that bullshit, that’s just dead weight»
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| Yeah
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| Welcome to LA
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| The land of opportunity where everybody stay
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| The girls are pretty, some will shine 360 days
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| But I don’t always feel that way, today I need some gray
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| Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away
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| The land of opportunity where everybody stay
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| The whole world’s outside knocking at my door like «Gerald, where the fuck that
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| album at?»
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| But I ain’t home, I’m on the road, the stage is where they found me at
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| So my personal interest, take a backseat to the business
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| But I balance like a gymnast, like Simone in the Olympics
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| So please pardon my tardiness, I’m tryin' to put my heart in this
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| Give this shit my everything, every time when I start with this
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| Hungry for the world, I swear I starve for this
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| Yeah, artists come and go these days it’s easy, they’re not hard to miss
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| Here today, gone tomorrow, they fade into a dark abyss
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| Hollywood sunk to a dream, like how the fuck you fall for this?
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| Have to know yourself or you just really gon' get lost in this, sauce
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| I really paid the cost to be a boss
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| I paid in cash and skipped the tax, ain’t asked for no receipt
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| When I get stressed I play the beat and split a Swisher Sweet
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| Damn
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| Welcome to LA
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| The land of opportunity where everybody stay
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| The girls are pretty, some will shine 360 days
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| But I don’t always feel that way, today I need some gray
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| Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away
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| The land of opportunity, yeah, uh |