Dilated Peoples, Sick Jacken - L.A. River Drive lyrics
[Dilated Peoples, Sick Jacken - L.A. River Drive lyrics]
From the time I ride out
Until the time I’m home
I pray for a safe travel, God, while I’m gone
Overstanders vs overseers
Overseas or over here
Classic overachiever holding class
For non-believers
Hold your pass at will call
Biggest giants will fall
Lightning bolt your ear like LT
But this ain’t football mid-city magic
It's parades after the rat race
Wreck the grand marshals
Buffet until they stack plates
Sparking martial arts
Heavy metal on the podium
Head spinning like Caesar
No cardboard or linoleum
Breaking history out the freezer
Finding future where the seeds are
Roll with Jesus types knowing these
Lights can cause a seizure
Downtown Skyline 'til the plates shifted
Big brain-teaser scriptures moving
Major motion pictures
Put the night to sleep then I
Rise and wake the morning up
Study the Queen Calafia, California
Sprinkle holy water, blessed oil anointed
Some rap to spit
Some would say a circle is pointless
Live from LA River Drive
Where some are happy enough to
Know they're getting by
Where some are at their lowest
When they're getting high
Where others try to wake them up
And open up their eyes
Where the cold streets are warming up
Put the night to sleep
When I rise wake the morning up
(Put the night to sleep
When I rise wake the morning up)
They watch our moves
Every step becomes the cinema
With cameras in the street lights
The city life I live it up
Only my notable moments are here for quoting
The rest are over gone With The Wind
It’s like the cold is blowing but fuck it
The pen's in motion like my Venice Ocean
Like my city done switched up
But I'm still devoted i ride the coping out
My reputations spoke about
A Westsider killing 'til I'm paid in
Full and bills are folded
Damn, it's nothing new like
This the cutting room floor?
Picking up a scrap or two less
And break the rules more
So who’s up for being up to something?
Used to being nothing used to be confused
But ain’t no future in yo' frontin’
Times is hard as fuck
Like back then when the carter struck
I'm talking new Jack
And not a new rap or some artist, look
I been different from the
Coast of the Pacific the shit is scripted
Just directors with a vision
Every morning that I get up
Wake up thankful that I wasn’t set up
Blessed with another day so I bow
My head and shut up
Cause anything can happen on the streets
It don’t mean I’m out of reach
Cause I’m rapping over beats
Ask BIG, ask Pac, ask pigs, ask blocks
Disrespect, ass drop
It don’t matter if you have props
Enemies I have not
So I don’t gotta deal with this
Been able to avoid the drama cause
I kept it real with it
Disregard the negative cause all
That shit is relative
Sedative with Dilated, Alchemist is editing
Rep Los evidently, it’s good to be home
A microphone, some moonshine, and
I’m in the zone, it's on
Concrete and palm tree
Constantly we're off beat
Everything I saw today determines
How the song be
All around the world with this so
You can say you saw me
And if you didn’t know
Double-S got an army like that
Until the time I’m home
I pray for a safe travel, God, while I’m gone
Overstanders vs overseers
Overseas or over here
Classic overachiever holding class
For non-believers
Hold your pass at will call
Biggest giants will fall
Lightning bolt your ear like LT
But this ain’t football mid-city magic
It's parades after the rat race
Wreck the grand marshals
Buffet until they stack plates
Sparking martial arts
Heavy metal on the podium
Head spinning like Caesar
No cardboard or linoleum
Breaking history out the freezer
Finding future where the seeds are
Roll with Jesus types knowing these
Lights can cause a seizure
Downtown Skyline 'til the plates shifted
Big brain-teaser scriptures moving
Major motion pictures
Put the night to sleep then I
Rise and wake the morning up
Study the Queen Calafia, California
Sprinkle holy water, blessed oil anointed
Some rap to spit
Some would say a circle is pointless
Live from LA River Drive
Where some are happy enough to
Know they're getting by
Where some are at their lowest
When they're getting high
Where others try to wake them up
And open up their eyes
Where the cold streets are warming up
Put the night to sleep
When I rise wake the morning up
(Put the night to sleep
When I rise wake the morning up)
They watch our moves
Every step becomes the cinema
With cameras in the street lights
The city life I live it up
Only my notable moments are here for quoting
The rest are over gone With The Wind
It’s like the cold is blowing but fuck it
The pen's in motion like my Venice Ocean
Like my city done switched up
But I'm still devoted i ride the coping out
My reputations spoke about
A Westsider killing 'til I'm paid in
Full and bills are folded
Damn, it's nothing new like
This the cutting room floor?
Picking up a scrap or two less
And break the rules more
So who’s up for being up to something?
Used to being nothing used to be confused
But ain’t no future in yo' frontin’
Times is hard as fuck
Like back then when the carter struck
I'm talking new Jack
And not a new rap or some artist, look
I been different from the
Coast of the Pacific the shit is scripted
Just directors with a vision
Every morning that I get up
Wake up thankful that I wasn’t set up
Blessed with another day so I bow
My head and shut up
Cause anything can happen on the streets
It don’t mean I’m out of reach
Cause I’m rapping over beats
Ask BIG, ask Pac, ask pigs, ask blocks
Disrespect, ass drop
It don’t matter if you have props
Enemies I have not
So I don’t gotta deal with this
Been able to avoid the drama cause
I kept it real with it
Disregard the negative cause all
That shit is relative
Sedative with Dilated, Alchemist is editing
Rep Los evidently, it’s good to be home
A microphone, some moonshine, and
I’m in the zone, it's on
Concrete and palm tree
Constantly we're off beat
Everything I saw today determines
How the song be
All around the world with this so
You can say you saw me
And if you didn’t know
Double-S got an army like that