Bombay - The LA lyrics

[Verse 1: Blu] It'd be absurd for you to think, you could serve like me The big BL, nobody blew that herb like me Straight out of CA, nobody know the curb like me The curse might be, the gifts when you birth like g's The first mic king, that CA seen since Mac Dre Had tapes, servicing n***as that had papes Had the jakes on my place, 3 days, had to shake Threw the luggage at my brother, that's how you catch a case Muthaf**as need to 1-8-7 a deep cover, just to be discovered I shot the sheriff no shutter Close your blinds while I open mine And let that California shine make a ho go blind Before she blow yo' mind [Verse 2] Waking up in my city A lot of angles, not an angel here to guide me Living lost in these streets Wouldn't advise you to come and find me Ain't sh** shiny, if anything is someone as grimy Wonder how I see it everyday and still put it behind me Stronger, top of the block, still walking through the bottom Problems we got'em, funny, just wouldn't be the same without'em It's the balance, can't challenge what it was already written Is some truth, some proof But the majority sit in my Caddy, Krysten, Crystal quiet(?) Still hear them snakes, system, politic and they starting riots My science sparks the ignition fire, burn [Verse 3] California coast line outline my poetry Declare my dedication to my street hop openly Potent throw-etry (floetry?) confidently confident Smacking the incompetent with dominant doctrine Devastating documents, documented in confidence Manifested swag since I first started rocking sh** Hide from behind the trees in fatigue flow Super back south central mental with my dome West coast Destro, GX, baby, like Jethro Back then to lately, they say crazy how we wreck the flow Men in black? Double 0 agent pounding pavements West is yet to come, going HAM on imitators like that