Boba Boyz - The New Tokyo District ロサンゼルス lyrics

[B.Payne] The New Tokyo District Los Angeles California The year is unknown Modern life is now a different story [Mr.Sky] In the town that never sleeps you can catch us diggin up caskets Mobbing through the streets i'll keep my opinions in brackets The street lights flashing suspicions will keep us dashing I'm mashing my thoughts and feelings I'm illing the real opinion I'm dealing the cards your stealing Subjectively called the villain, the dirty, the rotten scoundrel Moving through the city committing the nitty gritty It's funny but it's not pretty My soldiers, we move in silence Best stay out the way don't make us resort to violence I'm losing all my patience the feds are my acquaintance I'm literally thugging, so bitterly chugging This boba tea all for me pay no fee Jollibees is where we f**ing kick it with the goons Bouncing of the walls like some freaking cartoons Planning out our next heist, shooting up some double dice Sitting there and wondering if we're ever gonna catch a break Yakuza be f**ing up our city here for goodness sake [Mr.Sky & 2DKai] Catch us in the backstreets, New Tokyo LA The streets are f**ing cluttered, New Tokyo LA Bodies in the gutter, New Tokyo LA New Tokyo LA New Tokyo LA [2DKai] In the town that never sleeps it's easy to be the best Squad don't believe in rest All windows are reflecting perspectives so sh**ty People trying 50% less Everything is a test we pa** it with flying colors f** starving with all the others give repans to kids and mothers Hands stay in my pockets packing bullets bombs and rockets Yeah you know you're never safe Goons steady robbing banks, yung hoes packing shanks Catch us in the backstreets filling up the napsacks Stacking all this mad cash sipping on the boba Backpacks on our shoulders got the hoodies on deck Street smarts never lose a motherf**ing bet, yeah Stop trapping when i'm f**ing dead, yeah Street pigs fill them full of lead New Tokyo dystopia in a global depression Law enforcing expression, supression The only colors painted in this cities f**ing red Art is dead The people are dying while the politicians sleep in their beds Billboards full of lies, Storm in your eyes Tell them that it's all in their heads This sh** simply just isn't fun to me fundamentally any enemy trying to put bullets into me Can never compare to what the city has did to me, b**h