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[Dominique] Street Science, you're on the air
[static]
What do you
feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one?
[static]
[Man
responds] I love Tupac's new record [static]
[Dominique]
Right,
but don't you feel like that creates [static]
a tension between East
and West? [static]
He's talking about killing people
[static]
I had sex with your wife and not in those words
[static]
but he's talking about I wanna see you deceased
[static]
[Intro: Makaveli]
No doubt... to live and
die in LA
California -- what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only
place for me that never rains in the sun
and everybody got
love
[Verse One: Makaveli]
To live and die in LA, where
everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggaz hustle for the cash so it's
hard to knok it
Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin
Worldwide
through the hard times, warrior faces
Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to
heart
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold
hearted bout
it
Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to floss on
him
Blind to a broken
man's dream, a hard lesson
Court cases keep me guessin, plea bargain
ain't
an option now, so I'm stressin, cost me more
to be free than a life in the
pen
Makin money off of cuss words, writin again
Learn how to think ahead,
so I fight with my pen
Late night down Sunset likin the scene
What's the
worst they could do to a nigga got me lost in
hell
To live and die in LA on
bail, my angel sing
[Chorus: Val Young]
To live and die in
LA, it's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it, what
everybody
wanna see
[repeat 2X]
[Verse Two: Makaveli]
It's
the, City of Angels and constant danger
South Central LA, can't get no
stranger
Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb
Watchin the ghetto
bird helicopters, I observe
So many niggaz gettin three strikes, tossed in
jail
I swear the pen the right across from hell, I
can't cry
Cause it's on
now, I'm just a nigga on his own now
Livin life Thug style, so I can't
smile
Writin to my peoples when they ask for pictures
Thinkin Cali just
fun and bitches, hahaha
Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's
All
them other niggaz copycats, these is G's
I love Cali like I love
woman
Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of Thug
in him
We might
fight with each other, but I promise you this
We'll burn this bitch down, get
us pissed
To live and die in LA
(Let my angel
sing)
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Makaveli]
Cause
would it be LA without Mexicans?
Black love brown pride and the sets
again
Pete Wilson tryin to see us all broke, I'm on
some bullshit
Out for
everything they owe, remember K-DAY
Weekends, Crenshaw -- MLK
Automatics
rang free, niggaz lost they way
Gang signs being showed, nigga love your
hood
But reconize and it's all good, where the weed
at?
Niggaz gettin
shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this muhfucka perved out, M.O.B.
Big Suge in the
Low-Low, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex, wit a ounce to burn
Got
them Watts niggaz with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the stash left the
rest for me
Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, Punchy too
Big Rock got knocked, but
this one's for you
I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hopin it pay
Gettin
high watchin time fly, to live and die in LA
(Let my angel
sing)
[Chorus]
[Outro: Makaveli]
This go out
for 92.3, and 106
All the radio stations that be bumpin my shit
Makin my
shit sells katruple quitraple platinum, hehe
This go out to all the magazines
that supported me
All the real motherfuckers
All the stores, the mom and
pop spots
A&R people, all y'all motherfuckers
LA, California Love part
motherfuckin Two
Without gay ass Dre
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