The Only Way (Clean Album Version)
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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
Only way out is in a bag I figure
You ain't leavin' me you lil' punk ass nigga
Once you down for me, you down for life
We stay hustlin' fool, keep the family tight
We run business, no eye witness
Would ever dare to ever contradict this
That's why I only love to control it
Love for my hood and the niggas that I roll with
I love L.A. but it's a jungle
We come from the darkest corners where all the street kids fumble
Get they hustle on and hold dice in the bundle
Stumble on they bread, some can't stay humble
Many catch cases and under pressure they crumble
Real niggas catch 'em, they bound to catch a couple
Streams of hot lead sho' nuff will make you tumble
No names attached, they can 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
From Eastside to the Valley
Raw dogs all over L.A. here representin' Cali
Lowriders and hot women, what you tell me?
We ballin' out here and the weed is so smelly
Don't slip 'cause you can get drug through the alley
And violated for credit, get stuck in your belly
'Cause it's all about survival
Better learn it quick or you might get wet on arrival
I got ways of dealin' with my own
That's better off not spoken or shown
Hot-head city when I bring the anger
Heat on the street in the form of gangbangers
This side of earth don't forgive
Chew you up and spit you out like shit
Legal bill and it's on like hell
Hunt your ass down 'til the graveyard bell, well
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
As a young buck growin' up in the Angel City
Caught a glimpse of life, together we'll say it with me
Was an outlaw for so many years, son
The tears come reminiscin' about the homies who ain't here
Escape the street karma, no matter what deep armor
Could never get sleep, you know every day gets much harder
We set up and get product and set up and get shot up
If you wanna survive better have the street knowledge
Rappers, actors, gangstas, ballers
Rock stars, cop cars, we pop collars, chop dollars
Better have that shit on lock, you got fat wallets
Or you might have a Braveheart like Will Wallace
With the chip on your shoulder, nigga, I'm Lou Breeze
I'm a colder nigga, squeeze the trigger with ease, I told ya, nigga
I know life's cold and bitter
When you're all alone and ain't nobody runnin' with 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