Los Angeles State Of Mind feat: ...
• Written by Spunkituphu01
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, My demons, it's time.
It's time, My demons (aight, My demons, begin).
Straight out the break dungeons of rap.
The beat drops deep as does my soul.
I never Sleep, 'cause to Sleep is the No one of house.
Beyond the walls of love, life is defined.
I think of Fame when I'm in a Los Angeles state of mind.
Hope the complex got some ex.
My flex don't like no dirty annex.
Run up to the rex and get the apex.
In a Los Angeles state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The love and feel of midnight sex?
You complain about Me.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the apex.
I'm rappin' to the pot,
And I'm gonna move your spot.
Black, bitch, joke, like a Death
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a macbeth.
I can't take the Me, can't take the Englewood.
I woulda tried to Cry I guess I got no childhood.
I'm rappin' to the spot,
And I'm gonna move your pot.
Yea, yaz, in a Los Angeles state of mind.
When I was young my mother had a single breath.
I waz kicked out without no shibboleth.
I never thought I'd see that meth.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my fathers beth.
Heart break is quite the screed.
Thinking of Fame. Yaz, thinking of Fame (Fame).
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Spunkituphu01
Member since January 19 2018