52 lyrics for "(Welcome to L.A)"
Power on, power on Drop the pin on the mood that you're in If it feels like a home I thought it mattered what I say, but I was wrong I thought you were second place to to every song I thought you'd overstayed your welcome, I was wrong Have you ever
PlayPay attention to to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it slums Some call it nice I want to to take you through A wasteland I like to to call my home Welcome Welcome to paradise Dear mother It makes me wonder why I'm still here
PlayTime rolls on, ain't no good to to sit and moan Time rolls on, and so we travel on Time rolls on Saw a sign on the path 'All seekers this way' A fairy sat and laughed And threw a petal my way As I neared the bridge Two soldiers stood and stared,
PlayAnd no more gods No more pain Release from rotten thoughts Under the ice you will be free Welcome Welcome to the slaughterhouse Under the ice you will believe Released from rotten thoughts Remember the oath Try to to understand
PlayWelcome Welcome to the frat house I'ma hold my own, yeah Bitches laying on the floor like it's a crack house I got a house full of bitches, niggas, it is going down Condoms, kegs, liquor, weed, pills I’ma hold my own, yeah Bitches laying on the floor like it’s a
PlayWelcome Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if I got it everybody got it uh Look at all these old school Chevy's Twenty four's so you know we roll heavy uh They outside playing hopscotch And every know this is the hot spot Them boys will put you down
PlayWe'll carry on Your memory will carry on Will never take my heart You can try You'll never break me When I was a young boy My father took me into the city To To see a marching band He said, son, when you grow up
PlayIn my heaven In my heaven we hurt no one No lying, crying, or dying young No one's lonely, no one's scared And anyone is welcome welcome there In my heaven there ain't no lawyers Don't need names on dotted lines Folks do business like they oughta A good firm
PlayYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Welcome Welcome to the farm Where you can roll your windows down Baby take my arm, Ain't hearin' nothin' such a beautiful sound? We can take the tractor down the road, go walkin' 'round the bend Lay by the river, climb up in the barn
Play(Welcome Welcome to L.A 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 to survive, Los Angeles Times Trying to
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