Eligh and Amp Live, Busdriver, Eligh - L.A. Dreamers lyrics

Your phones better be live
We eat the depleted your hairline over the
Years completely receded
You’re in Beverly Hills working at a boutique
After trying to make it as an
Actor for about two weeks
You thought you’d get a role in
A sitcom at a verbal commitment
Now your Danny DeVito’s personal assistant
You’re working under per-popup-pictures
Enormous boner nigga you’re an organ donor

While you dreaming about becoming
A movie star i’m having a power-meeting over
At the sushi bar
Your comedy routine is old as dragging tit's
Besides there’s no black
Motherfuckers playing protagonists

Unless you’re going to have an
Affair with Tyler Perry
Driver carries weight cause I am LA
My white blood cells are gang bangers
That scar on my nipple, that’s kuwanger

(And the city split apart and two
Angels fell down with dirty wings
To help the struggling people on
The streets looking for light)

Sun-kissed, sun-sprayed
Look at the way I serenade
City of angels hangover since
There were renegades bigot liggers
Bootleggers and fingers in the lemonade
Living la vida loca from Echo
Park to the Palisades
Sensei, take a chop for the hunted that is LA
On my best day I move with
Through traffic like a master marker
Then meditate a state equated fake can
Never bless a man like me
Cause, I’m a manatee, underwater sea-life
My lavatory you rewrite in my absence
The city you love is the
Best for reconstructing Eligh
Yeah, he is not the pedigree
A chase I’d like to be with the people fake
To pace a face a vase
I break your picket motherfucker
Take your brick and jump on a dee
Liquid a cake, dodger the lake
Where the beat break that heat seeks
And sweet treats acidicly live online
Freak geeks like being in a bus peep peep
Don’t sleep on the city of angels
It's just us in this

Dreamers dream on
Don’t let the city break you
Dreamers dream on don’t let your dreams die
Dream on dream on