Loud and clear

Shit gets hot in the city
Where the buses rule the road
And there's people trying to get me
For the only things I own
And if it don't change tomorrow
And I have a good feeling it won't
Then I'm gonna have to ride I-5
All the way back home

When I die bury my bones underneath my grandma's home
And when I'm gone you'll still hear all my words so loud and clear
So loud and clear
So loud and clear
All my words so loud and clear
So loud and clear
So loud and clear
All my words so loud and clear

A lot goes on in the city
There are people covered with scars
They have closed themselves off completely
Like houses covered with bars
And if I don't win the lotto
Lah-dah-dee-dee-fuckin' lah-dee-dee-dah
Then I'm gonna have to ride I-5 right back to the start When I die bury my bones underneath my grandma's home
And when I'm gone you'll still hear all my words so loud and clear
So loud and clear
So loud and clear
All my words so loud and clear
So loud and clear
So loud and clear
All my words so loud and clear

People die in the city
Where the fire burn in the streets
And the situations get sticky

When the choppers fly over me
And if I don't take the high road
And there's a pretty good chance I won't
Then I'm gonna have to ride I-5 all the way back to Chico

Where the grass look greener
But I love the pavement
I love the way it feels under my feet
Don't replace it
This is what I know
In my nose full of exhaust
In and out of my lungs
And I forget to cough
With my mouth on a butt
Second hand for the infants
Fools beg for a buck trying to make a difference
Never
The weather is cold and they the illest
Eating out the dumpster
And chilling with the pigeons
A bullet almost hit us
And these cats got religious
Strippers feed their children
I burn my fingers trying to get high
Trying to get by
Trying not to let one drip of salt fall out of my eye
It's my fault voila they the fiends of the block
Never seen with a pair of socks
Like it or not
Smelling old they're the ones many forgot
the ones many forgot sleeping on shadows and rocks so When I die bury my bones underneath my grandma's home
And when I'm gone you'll still hear all my words so loud and clear
So loud and clear
So loud and clear
All my words so loud and clear
So loud and clear
So loud and clear
All my words so loud and clear

I try to get away
Just for a couple days
I try to get away
Get the hell out LA
I don't know what I'm waiting for
I feel like I am digging a hole