| Pacific Heights
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| We take flight to live it like never before
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| The sun sets to settle the score
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| From whence it came but no longer the same, see
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| We reflect the cause and effect of change
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| Pacific Heights
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| Highlights of livin in the west
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| Are some of the sights that leave you breathless
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| My life reflects this
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| Every day I wake up for breakfast
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| The feelin I’m feelin is the nexus
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| Blue skies and big shit on the horizon
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| Game recognize game, advise to lames
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| Economy thriving, cheddar to make
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| Better the stakes is high but not higher than I’ve been
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| Up in Northern Cali the Humboldt County experience is bomb
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| And you’ll know what to do when fo' twenty hits
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| The water is freezing but the tide
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| Brings the cool ocean breeze when it’s hot outside
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| We got mountainous terrain, valleys and hot springs
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| A beauty that’s boundless
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| Cali contains the city of angels, it’s big and bold
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| LA is the real deal but all that glitters is not gold
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| And yo, we got some real hard hitters up in Frisco
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| We got some real hard hitters in the East O
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| We got some real hard hitters in Vallejo
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| We got some real hard hitters in the bay, yo
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| Street veterans and defiant giants
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| Cowboys are us, kickin up dust in riots
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| Plus when we get busy we be ready to bust the revolution
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| And get it on like Hughey P. Newton
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| South Central and Watts rebellions
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| Speakin of off the hook, we wrote the book
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| You can tell when you party with us
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| You don’t want to start it with us
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| You might get touched with an adrenaline rush
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| And now we travel down highway 101, the scenic route
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| Perceiving the beautiful things that you might dream about
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| When you think of California, the landscape will perform for ya
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| Visions will take shape, I’m warnin ya
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| Livin here’s addictive, and it shakes 7.7 on the Richter
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| Earthquakes and for heaven’s sakes it takes
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| A pioneering spirit to face the West
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| Finesse, pride and grace wouldn’t hurt a bit
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| Show me something immortal, we’ll murder it
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| Show me something dead, we’ll bring it to life and further it
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| On it’s path, and you don’t even know the half
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| We innovative natives and the way that we live’s fast, life
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| That’s right, sunset trippin and get caught slippin at night
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| You might fall victim to one of these wannabe G’s
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| That run the streets, defined by
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| Living with their Third Eyes blind, why
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| California penal facilities exist to get
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| Bigger and bigger so the crime persists
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| And it don’t stop or cease, it only increase
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| Fuck the cops, this hip hop shit controls the streets
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| Of the Golden State, I’m a proud resident
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| And when I’m old and gray, I’mma still represent this
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| Coast line, and toast the Napa Valley wine
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| It’s some of the finest, and gets better with time
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| Uh, uh
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| Beautiful women and unlimited fun
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| From Mexico, all the way to Oregon
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| And it don’t stop until we see, B. C
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| Canada bud is plentiful, but it ain’t easy
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| To get across the border and it’ll cost you more than a little
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| If you’ve ever been caught doing any criminal
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| Activity in the States, Seattle/s got ganja too
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| So if you can’t pay then stay
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| And kick it up in Washington
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| Where the mushrooms grow in the morning dew
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| And I’m watching from a bird’s eye view
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| Up in the Sky Needle having dinner with a winner
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| Feeling fly like freedom
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| Enhanced, by the psilocyben in my system
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| Advance, by what I know I hear when I listen
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| Enchanted wisdom, of the land
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| And the West Coast is host to the everlasting plan
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| Chorus (2 times)
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| West Coast!
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| The annointed ones strike again… Hieroglyphics
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| Uh, yes… pioneers, roll west with me… |