California

Lyrics

[Intro: Jon Cooke & John Mishima] Look who's back, motherfucker! Winds of Plague Still running shit, still on top Hailing from the West Coast The motherfucking best coast Drop it! Put your hands up Reach for the sky Do what I say, or let the bullets fly Put your hands up Reach for the sky Do what I say, or let the bullets fly [Refrain: Martin Stewart] Another life lost in the City of Angels No rest for the wicked in the City of Angels Another dream dies in the City of Angels No mercy for the weak in the City of Angels [Verse 1: Martin Stewart] Trudge through the angelic wasteland Pure scum between my toes Beacon of light beckons for me But I choose to continue to roll "Why, oh, why?" I ask myself again What, oh, what has become of me? Angels of doom in hostile times Victims of our own reality [Pre-Chorus: Martin Stewart] Trapped inside Trapped inside a world I've sculpted with others' pain Built upon Built upon the bodies I've been compelled to slay [Verse 2: Jon Cooke] Just another day in the wild, Wild West When push comes to shove, you get put to the test Big dreams and palm trees cover up the crime scene Red line No time Load another magazine [Pre-Chorus: Martin Stewart] Trapped inside Trapped inside a world I've sculpted with others' pain Built upon Built upon the bodies I've been compelled to slay [Chorus: Jon Cooke] No matter where I go No matter where I stay I always come back California No matter where I go No matter where I stay I gotta get back California [Post-Chorus: Jon Cooke & Martin Stewart] (Hey!) Another life lost in the City of Angels Where blood and money collide No rest for the wicked in the City of Angels Where evil calls home and dreams come to die Another dream dies in the City of Angels Where blood and money collide No mercy for the weak in the City of Angels Where evil calls home and dreams come to die [Verse 3: Martin Stewart] Constant fights on concrete battlefields Wage war on the boulevard This is the hell I call my home And I'm home with the evil at heart [Pre-Chorus: Martin Stewart] Trapped inside Trapped inside a world I've sculpted with others' pain Built upon Built upon the bodies I've been compelled to slay [Chorus: Jon Cooke] No matter where I go No matter where I stay I always come back California No matter where I go No matter where I stay I gotta get back California [Post-Chorus: Jon Cooke & Martin Stewart] (Hey!) Another life lost in the City of Angels Where blood and money collide No rest for the wicked in the City of Angels Where evil calls home and dreams come to die [Breakdown: John Mishima] Check, check Ha-ha-ha Back again and again Fine, fresh, fierce—we got it on lock Winds of Plague From the block to the top Spin it again, motherfucker [Bridge/Outro: Martin Stewart] Trapped inside, these demons break through Through my flesh My blood—it runs blue Born and raised My birthplace We roll in packs like a superior race Manifest Destiny, a joke to me Go back where you came from, or you'll answer to me Cali sun got me tan like Iraq Executively executed, I'll be back