J57 - Place That Birthed Me lyrics

[Verse 1] It's like: straight from the city of sunshine and silicone Even on the busiest streets, you still feel alone Unless you're repping a set or set to direct A mill or millimeter's how they measure respect They say the weather is best, but sometimes it rains and Sometimes it bleeds cause d** line the veins of All kinds of fiends, they all got the need In the hills and the ghetto and what lies between Got one life to lead, but two different faces Prime real estate for the youthful and famous Too many cops are abusive and racist But white folks still staying glued to the matrix Chicks drop stacks for rags on rodeo Then they hit the strip to sniff some more yayo Dudes on the street sipping forties like they're Drano The city where the angel pawned his own halo [Hook] Let's take a trip to the place that birthed me Home of Roscoe's and big game worthy Los Angeles, I can't love it enough So no matter where I'm at, I put my w's up [Verse 2] Now, I could spit a reference to different intersections But that wouldn't capture California in its essence The asphalt is scalding beneath your chucks Wherever we post up, there's burrito trucks And the traffic in the city turns the corner to a jukebox Bumping ever genre from Foreigner to 2Pac Peace to the homie selling oranges a few blocks Up, now he's got a small fortune in his tubesocks It's where I learned to freestyle with ease and fluency Used to hear people preach peace and unity The women were an infinite spectrum of thickness And greeted every increase in heat with nudity Now I'm in the east with a dream and a tunnel vision You gotta leave home to see home for what it isn't So some day, I'll return like the sun arisen And on my mama's mama, I hope that nothing's different [Hook] Let's take a trip to the place that birthed me Home of Roscoe's and big game worthy Los Angeles, I can't love it enough So no matter where I'm at, I put my w's up