Justine, 19, just got clean Fresh outta rehab with self-esteem She ain't felt this good in a while A new leash on life, a vibrant thang, a beautiful smile Used to run with a circle of friends, who was skeleton thin Sniff white lines off powerful men But

Addicted to life, had to pay a heavy-ass price Sacrifice worth waitin on the platinum and ice I'm precise with the merchandise, came back like Christ to change the game, while y'all niggaz remain the same Clear the lane, comin through like Kobe, you

(Ohhhh, yeah yeah yeah yeah) You can turn your back and then walk away (You can turn your back and then walk away) Soon be comin the judgment day (Ahh, soon there be comin the judgment day) Yes, uhh, breathe with me

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound (X) Won't even say your own name when I come around (X) Stay on top but remain from the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the family Yeah, ladies and gentleman Broadcasting live to you and yours It's

(Welcome to L.A) Where you can see the whole city burning 'Cause the cops got Uzis and the dealers keep serving And your kids ain't learning shit, except this Sex power and wealth, fuck everything else Trying to survive, Los Angeles Times Trying to

Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that) To the place where the motherfuckin' problem is at Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets deeper then that) So it all comes down to this (what?) Specialist with a hit list Right fist bomb type M.G.M. Fight

Get your walk on, get your head tight I know you feelin the shit, shit is dead right Get your bounce on, back dat ass up Bitch pass me the bottle, fill your glass up (Yeah) I can drink a whole Henessey fifth Some call that a problem but I call it a gift

Aiyyo it's the immaculate conception Busta Bus himself And nuttin other than the godfather, spectacular X to the Zizzle That's what the fuck it is, 'nuff said YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! I want to see you motherfuckers put your hands up Stretch bitch like you doin

Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate 8X Nam Myoho Renge Kyo Meditate, levitate Greetings from the Golden State Mr. X, to the Z Concentrate, come walk with me Your shit sound so awkwardly I don't rhyme I just stomp down beats Real estate,

Yeah.. huh.. it's been a long time It seem like the whole world waitin on the West coast We missed you.. welcome back - let's go! Uhh, yeah that, new West Here we go - Steady gang, Steady gang, Steady gang, Steady gang