The City

Lyrics

[Intro] See any angels in the city See any angels in the city [Verse 1: The Game] Tell them motherfuckers I'm forever paid (See any angels in the city) California king, wrestle gators in that Everglade Drive up out that motherfuckin' swamp in an Escalade So before you put that red rag in your pocket, I wanna see your fuckin' resume Started off on ground zero, then I start to levitate Rip rappers a new asshole, I never hesitate Dre Beats on, smokin' that chronic just to meditate I'ma give 'em hurricanes until another levee break You niggas is featherweight, I'm Aftermath's heavyweight Now Dre's weapon of mass destruction is 'bout to detonate When the nigga Wack found me, shit, I was sellin' weight Now a nigga's sellin' millions, now it's time to celebrate Performin' in front of millions, nigga, every race Six-four in a '64, now watch the Chevy scrape Fourth album, no five mics? Then let 'em hate But I'm not stoppin' 'til I'm the fuckin' king in every state [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] (See any angels in the city) Recognize my life, ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burnin' when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Get familiar with Cartwright, 'cause I want that shot (See any angels in the city) I'm a raging bull when the needle drops For the record, I'ma wreck it even if my record don't pop I'ma tie a knot on a downtown buildin' Let it tow behind me, tell 'em they can find me in the dark with the ghetto children Look at my heart, nigga, fuck your feelings, this is me (See any angels in the city) [Verse 2: The Game] I'm sick of motherfuckers talkin' 'bout the West died Can't you hear my heart beatin'? That's the motherfuckin' Westside You test me, you test God, I'm His son It say in Psalms, you come at me, then I can split you with this tommy gun You won't have no time to run I'm from the Compton slums, and that's how the West ride I'm from the city where two of the best died Rest in peace to both of 'em, spit like I'm the ghost of 'em Damn, I said I spit like I'm the ghost of 'em Name your top ten, I'm harder than the most of 'em Matter fact, shorten your list, nigga, top five Game, Biggie, Hov, probably Pac, Nas No particular order, bet a mil' that I slaughter And serve niggas, give a fuck what you ordered How dare you niggas pop fly? When I'm the nigga sold five mil' out the gate and numbers do not lie [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] (See any angels in the city) Recognize my life, ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burnin' when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Get familiar with Cartwright, 'cause I want that shot (See any angels in the city) I'm a raging bull when the needle drops For the record, I'ma wreck it even if my record don't pop I'ma tie a knot on a downtown buildin' Let it tow behind me, tell 'em they can find me in the dark with the ghetto children Look at my heart, nigga, fuck your feelings, this is me (See any angels in the city) [Verse 3: The Game] I gave you The Documentary, shit was a classic Gave you Doctor's Advocate, you ripped it out the package Came with LAX, since critics said it was average I was stressed the fuck out, torn between Aftermath and Geffen, Interscope, now I got you in the scope Spillin' red ink on the paper, it's like my pen is broke And this is what you all been waitin' for I'm the lost angel knockin' on Satan's door What the fuck y'all take me for? I love you 'cause you hate me more I'm Kobe on the Lakers floor, except I give you eighty-four Shake you like Haiti's floor Walk up on you like, "What's goin' on, baby boy?" Shots in that Mercedes door Either I'm crazy or the Black Slim Shady or Could that be the reason that Baby said he would pay me more? But I still owe Jimmy one more album The best the West ever seen, no disrespect to Calvin [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] (See any angels in the city) Recognize my life, ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burnin' when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Get familiar with Cartwright, 'cause I want that shot (See any angels in the city) I'm a raging bull when the needle drops For the record, I'ma wreck it even if my record don't pop I'ma tie a knot on a downtown buildin' Let it tow behind me, tell 'em they can find me in the dark with the ghetto children Look at my heart, nigga, fuck your feelings, this is me (See any angels in the city) [Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar] Kendrick, and I wear pendant on my shoulder, soldier Like a lieutenant, and the coupe tinted, got pulled over Johnny always lock a nigga down, knowin' damn well we don't wanna see the box like Manny Pacquiao Little nigga Mayweather size, ride like Pac in his prime, Thug Life is now on radar 'Til the federal come through and raid ours Reminiscin' when the LA Raiders Was in my home Snapback fitted on my uncle's dome And I don't condone dickridin' I'm addicted to Westsidin' Livin' in a city where the skinny niggas die and the semi bullets fly, but it turned me to a lion Tryin' And I mean that shit Game came through, put the city on his back I was in the city when a nigga had seen that shit Compton, a nigga gotta scream that shit Never went commercial, never TV screened that shit Can't block or screen that shit Now everybody sing that shit [Outro] Red is a very emotionally intense color It enhances human metabolism Increases respiration rate And raises blood pressure It is very high visibility Which is why stop signs, stop lights, and fire equipment are usually painted red It also represents one-third of California's gang population Needless to say Please dress accordingly while visiting the Los Angeles area Also, tuck your jewelry And keep your hands inside your vehicle Thank you Enjoy