much longer than yours And a team much stronger than yours, violate me This'll be your day, we don't play Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way Cause
to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya If not burn it, get hot like a furnace Shoot the video, motherfuck city permits We own the city, on the phone with
is king, man the city is mine And I ain't got no problem with bidding with +Shyne+ Here's the real deal homie, stakes is high Look at the mirror man
and in ya heart Hip-hop displays art The highest level of mental expression, play your part Hook: I'm the intelligent wise on the mic (x3) Everybody
I get down, so I can win? I like the way you work it (No diggity) I got to bag it up (Bag it up) I like the way you work it (No diggity) I got to bag
thing 'cause people will talk Baby it's the way The way that you walk Keep your head up to the sky Comfort is high Love the ones that hate you 'cause
To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see It's the, City of Angels and constant danger
hitman who the shit with a quick plan? a shoulder to cry on, get high or die on maybe? your trying to dissapear to the cd side of the city for an hour
in 3D News!! real fuckin bloody tv, no video game, no cd, movie in 3D Broken bodies mutilated, decapitated, and skeeted on High speed car chases (hey
straight from Parkway Tanqueray, sippin' city dippin', keep my game strong Ignorant ass bitches interferrin' but I'm smokin' on Never let anotha motherfucka come and disrespect He die if I'm high
hood bitch the fifths on a shoppin' trip 5000 ones, ya you know young wit it So high up in the air, she need a flight to go get it Still Mr. Magic City
seeds in they weed Figga a way out this nigga I know you got me in file But I got you on scanner so plan anotha way (anotha way) Told me it was (?Coda
and Jones to many other people got paper but we homeless and let alone this, we chillin while we swervin bumpin 92.3 in the suburban hittin curbs in city
A black activist like Sonny Carson Stripes of a sergeant, salute me And chicks, I get 'em high Higher than turbulence is White Phantom, lookin' so Fergielicious I'm from the city
E-way How you think I got the name Freeway? I move out Listen, 20-20 vision couldn't see me, yeah [Chorus - w/ ad libs] [Verse 3 - Young Chris] Microphone
And it's got me on a flight higher than a kite And my eyes real low so I have no sight I'm feeling really right as I keep flow, through the sky Way past
in one motion dancing on the hood, while the car still rollin' stuntin', shinin', flamboostin' on one high, off that potion windows downnn, feet out of it damn that boy high
pray to Jesus Saying he will see us through The Masters are the aristocratic The Masses Ask if the Most High Is On his way here I'm trying to stay