L.A. River Drive - Dilated Peoples, Sick Jacken

From the time I ride out until the time I’m home

I pray for a safe travel, God, while I’m gone

Overstanders vs. overseers

Overseas or over here

Classic overachiever holding class for non-believers

Hold your pass at will call, biggest giants will fall

Lightning bolt your ear like LT but this ain’t football

Mid-city magic, it’s parades after the rat race

Wreck the grand marshals, buffet until they stack plates

Sparking martial arts, heavy metal on the podium

Head spinning like Caesar, no cardboard or linoleum

Breaking history out the freezer, finding future where the seeds are

Roll with Jesus types knowing these lights can cause a seizure

Downtown Skyline 'til the plates shifted

Big brain-teaser scriptures moving major motion pictures

Put the night to sleep then I rise and wake the morning up

Study the Queen Calafia, California

Sprinkle holy water, blessed oil anointed, some rap to spit

Some would say a circle is pointless

Live from LA River Drive

Where some are happy enough to know they’re getting by

Where some are at their lowest when they’re getting high

Where others try to wake them up and open up their eyes

Where the cold streets are warming up

Put the night to sleep, when I rise wake the morning up

(Put the night to sleep, when I rise wake the morning up)

They watch our moves, every step becomes the cinema

With cameras in the street lights, the city life I live it up

Only my notable moments are here for quoting

The rest are over

Gone With The Wind, it’s like the cold is blowing

But fuck it, the pen’s in motion like my Venice Ocean

Like my city done switched up but I’m still devoted

I ride the coping out, my reputations spoke about

A Westsider killing 'til I’m paid in full and bills are folded

Damn, it’s nothing new like, this the cutting room floor?

Picking up a scrap or two less and break the rules more

So who’s up for being up to something?

Used to being nothing

Used to be confused

But ain’t no future in yo' frontin'

Times is hard as fuck

Like back then when the carter struck

I’m talking new Jack

And not a new rap or some artist, look

I been different from the coast of the Pacific

The shit is scripted

Just directors with a vision

Every morning that I get up

Wake up thankful that I wasn’t set up

Blessed with another day so I bow my head and shut up

Cause anything can happen on the streets

It don’t mean I’m out of reach cause I’m rapping over beats

Ask B.I.G., ask Pac, ask pigs, ask blocks

Disrespect, ass drop

It don’t matter if you have props, enemies I have not

So I don’t gotta deal with this

Been able to avoid the drama cause I kept it real with it

Disregard the negative cause all that shit is relative

Sedative with Dilated, Alchemist is editing

Rep Los evidently, it’s good to be home

A microphone, some moonshine, and I’m in the zone, it’s on

Concrete and palm tree, constantly we’re off beat

Everything I saw today determines how the song be

All around the world with this so you can say you saw me

And if you didn’t know, Double-S got an army like that