ATB Audio - LaX lyrics

[Ang'Geon] Let me roll my sleeves up Ugh, yeah- yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah [VERSE: Ang'Geon] Rippin' wanna be MCs Freeze, drop at knees Please, stop with the plead Plaid bleed what you need Vital fluids relieved Gone on permanent leave Duckin' , rushin' WE: bustin' at all f**ers whom busters Beware of the raucous 'cause I ain't say I'm the toughest But enough is enough-est Thats when I'm phoning my brothers The hover craft on waxes Lashing out at the ba*tards Back flipping no mattress Let'em rest with madness Sleeping beauties with gashes They turning bodies to ashes It's magic static Reaching for automatics in front of the palace Placing it in first on the side of the dashes As we mash on our enemies Forgive me for the double P-A-C No introduction just f**ing disgusting Los Angeles streets If ain't the Cs and Bs The LAPD lurking at the top of the trees Binoculars gawking Stalking and walking Get fools on jack moves Inspection often Picking possibly perfect all losses of pockets Tossing the carca** in aquas Raining bullets in office Sheriff was often spotted with bloody socks with droplets Dripping guilty and toxic Drop officers in a moshpit See if WE: exhausted Yo, I'm from the land of The Kings LAX marked spot Sparked green by any means [Chorus: Ang'Geon & E=MC] Caution You don't wanna start a revolution Caution You don't wanna start a revolution Caution You don't wanna start a revolution Caution You don't wanna start a revolution Awesome Caution You don't wanna start a revolution Caution You don't wanna start a revolution Caution You don't wanna start a revolution Caution You don't wanna start a revolution Awesome [VERSE: E=MC] The violence starts the riots and fires light the streets Cops they stop to catch rocks from me They toss gas back at me It's war We fight for peace At night it's hard to sleep Pray to the God in me Where's the help relief? Behind the wall's barrier reef No chance to leave before gun slain Or hung from trees This place ain't safe to plant my seed Police beat the bums who stink Face the heat last place taste defeat Repeat a k**in' a week His mother lay him to sleep May he rest in peace forever Unless it's best to keep The strategy, monopoly Castrate the next black prodigy Marcus Garvey, Martin Luther King Afrikan Queen livin' the American Dream Let freedom ring All I see is green Inferior superior propaganda Supreme team LA scene seen through color tees, skinny jeans and Jordan IIIs, Dungarees Starving n***as is hungry [Chorus] [Ang'Geon] Caution Caution Caution Caution Caution Caution Caution