Stan The Beatsmith - California What's Up lyrics

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Stan The Beatsmith - California What's Up lyrics

Intro: One hand in the air one time for us Two hands in the air one time for us Raise your gla** in the air one time for us, one time x2 I'm the rap phenomenon, changing the thermometer An unspoken problem mixed with rap artists anonymous Where white boys spit, outside projects lit By red blue tint, pigs don't want us to sit here Like we don't fit here, "but sir I've been here" The media ain't here, attention just ain't near And I've been slept on, my talent is bent on Reaping these benefits, California attention please Chorus: California What's up? LA what's up? Downtown what's up? Eastside what's up? South Central what's up? Pasadena what's up? Compton what's up? Inglewood what's up? Longbeach what's up? Highland Park what's up? Lincoln Heights what's up? To all my Watts what's up? Im a white boy and my neck is red, I grew up in the ghetto, right outside of the "jects" Can't even claim I'm from the hood, all the evidence dead Tore down the hood and built a 24 hour fitness Built a subway and a market and a panda express West Altadena wants to make a little bit of interest Red flag hanging out, my bro's claiming the set To keep his siblings safe and get a little respect My Pops is religious and my mom is gay All my brothers gang bang and now I'm insane The pain inside, my brain resides in obscenity I'm reaping these benefits, California attention please Chorus When they don't need you, they leave you Goes to show who your real friends are when people stop believing you I lost my goon to my studio, my team to my dreams Scavengers scheme for material things They took what I created, my word is now debated I'm a lier and a fake b**h, my elephants been gated My room's evacuated, the opposition is stated Submission, it can't be placed, it just will not be demonstrated My dreams, they could never take it, my pulp was ripe, so I ate it I lost my time, and they hate it, I'm sorry, f** man, I hate this But my tombs been excavated, I'm a legend in the making And I'm reaping these benefits California attention please Chorus