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  • Текст песни Evidence - Born In LA

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    [Chorus]

    Born in LA, it’s hard to get star-struck
    Born in LA so I always keep my guard up
    Born in LA, must deal where I stay
    Everyday, everyday, everyday

    [Verse 1: Chace Infinite]

    I’m from a city that breeds death, multiple shots firing
    Home of the violent niggas wilding, half-city half-island
    I was born in a wood, raised in the San Fernando valley
    Where there’s eses and mostly Bloods
    Big family so I had covers from different hoods
    That taught me the landscape of the city and I was good
    Driven by the desire to document the lives under fire
    Then present it to you through the wire
    Had to struggle with gang codes and navigate a path
    Through the maze of Los Angeles becoming a man
    Hopes become smoking the lung up here in the can
    These streets respect killers and I’m just a man
    But yet it’s still ? remember that Chace told ya
    The nation is infected by LA gang culture
    I’m an all-game reporter live from the center
    Where respected as an artist and a thorough street nigga
    My birthplace, my home, and I’ll be buried on Prairie across the street from where I was born in LA

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2: Evidence]

    I’m from a place where stars are born
    Weather is never cold, hearts are never warm
    The gang capital, night time injection, cut life is lethal
    And daytime is a sunny place for shady people
    It’s your boy, my father stole his son out the hospital
    No loot wasn’t stopping his joy, had it popping
    Raised in Santa Monica till their divorce
    Six years old, I couldn’t see what was coming
    Of course the plan, mom bounced on old man
    Then we moved to the Venice sand
    A young youth seen gangs firsthand
    Faked address for school, two educations
    Rich friends then back to my land
    You was hard where I’m from, it’s a well-known fact
    Whether a white cat, brown, or black
    When you heard shots it was never from starter pistols
    Every night’s Fourth of July, launch your missiles
    LA is different since my best friend is gone
    Some moved locations, some just moved on (Rest in peace)
    The neighbourhood changed, new faces came along
    Had me asking myself if this a place I belong
    My hustle is strong, I’m up before them
    Rap caffeine marathon long, determined
    Venice, California, 9091, let’s go

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3: Sick Jacken]

    I got a sixth sense for danger man, a second-hand nature for war
    The biggest rivals in my city is the law
    I’m from that Pico Union district homie, fuck what you thought
    We got trees, windows, and raw, whatever you on
    I’m just a pawn in that federal plan to get us all on
    A nice little high, shoot each other for crumbs
    One by one, dying from wars that’s won by none
    Some might come and make a bastard out of my son
    So I’m strapped with a gun making sure the axis that come
    From my body are only medicine pass through my lungs
    I got that downtown psyche, Cortes with a Nike logo
    Locos like me treated pipes like wifeys
    ? up and down the blocks nightly
    Don’t take my block lightly
    We’re screwed up like everybody in the world might be
    Born into Union the 17th out the womb
    In the 70’s repping Lost Angels through the musical melodies

    [Chorus]

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