NineZeroZeroThirtyTwo

No need to stress 'Cause even at your best It could all go left Same friends from back then Unless they hustled tryna get some bread Started with a scuffle, but somebody ends up dead Yearly on the scene commemorating Praying for them angels who were forever taken Rest in peace to brothers Sisters, fathers and mothers Hair of different texture And skin of different color No need for fucken lectures Our lives are not the same 'Cause colors they were to blame But only because we thought It'd bring some type of shame Sad that color dictates which angel here gets slain We see the murals all around us On every street post We see them candles, flowers and banners Families that can barely manage Saying rest in peace Seems the city of angels gets a new one every week It makes me weak I don't know what to think I seen families on the brink about to go extinct But the city ain't only filled with shade Plenty of sunshine to make it through the day LA is where I stay The place I call home And the home I won't ever stray away from So I ride alone in my '98 accord With the paint chipping Wheels flat, oil leaking But I'll make it to my goal Riding down to public storage Then I'm heading over to the dollar store And I took Huntington of course I got to stay on course Get the produce made a two meal course 'Cause that's all we could afford Got it from the local Food 4 Less Went down Twining St. then on Edloft I made a left Kept going until I'm parallel to ESMS And then what? Another left Riding down Eastern heading North Took a quick right When I hit Navarro Taking backstreets and I know I'm close When I see the Autozone in my peripheral Only one more stop to go I hop out And I smell tacos They be grinding mid-day and all night I'm tempted, but no Momma entrusted me with huevos So I gotta do it a huevo La familia tiene que comer Aunque sea huevos otra vez No importa que sea lo mismo de ayer Las mismas pendejadas dia tras dia Tratando de vivir en mi propia fantasia So even if LA seems full of demons It's only 'cause angels are struggling, dreaming Thankfully we're all still breathing Grinding all our life Putting in work full-time Running laps times 25 to run the marathon And if you don't clear it Still, you'll be remembered on Through your hustle and your spirit So carry on angels Angels of the city Carry on angels Carry on