L.A. River Drive (feat. Sick Jacken)

From the time I ride out until the time I'm home
 I pray for a safe travel, God, while I'm gone
 Overstanders vs. overseers
 Overseas or over here
 Classic overachiever holding class for non-believers
 Hold your pass at will call, biggest giants will fall
 Lightning bolt your ear like LT but this ain't football
 Mid-city magic, it's parades after the rat race
 Wreck the grand marshals, buffet until they stack plates
 Sparking martial arts, heavy metal on the podium
 Head spinning like Caesar, no cardboard or linoleum
 Breaking history out the freezer, finding future where the seeds are
 Roll with Jesus types knowing these lights can cause a seizure
 Downtown Skyline 'til the plates shifted
 Big brain-teaser scriptures moving major motion pictures
 Put the night to sleep then I rise and wake the morning up
 Study the Queen Calafia, California
 Sprinkle holy water, blessed oil anointed, some rap to spit
 Some would say a circle is pointless
 Live from LA River Drive
 Where some are happy enough to know they're getting by
 Where some are at their lowest when they're getting high
 Where others try to wake them up and open up their eyes
 Where the cold streets are warming up
 Put the night to sleep, when I rise wake the morning up
 (Put the night to sleep, when I rise wake the morning up)
 They watch our moves, every step becomes the cinema
 With cameras in the street lights, the city life I live it up
 Only my notable moments are here for quoting
 The rest are over
 Gone With The Wind, it's like the cold is blowing
 But fuck it, the pen's in motion like my Venice Ocean
 Like my city done switched up but I'm still devoted
 I ride the coping out, my reputations spoke about
 A Westsider killing 'til I'm paid in full and bills are folded
 Damn, it's nothing new like, this the cutting room floor?
 Picking up a scrap or two less and break the rules more
 So who's up for being up to something?
 Used to being nothing
 Used to be confused
 But ain't no future in yo' frontin'
 Times is hard as fuck
 Like back then when the carter struck
 I'm talking new Jack
 And not a new rap or some artist, look
 I been different from the coast of the Pacific
 The shit is scripted
 Just directors with a vision
 Every morning that I get up
 Wake up thankful that I wasn't set up
 Blessed with another day so I bow my head and shut up
 Cause anything can happen on the streets
 It don't mean I'm out of reach cause I'm rapping over beats
 Ask B.I.G., ask Pac, ask pigs, ask blocks
 Disrespect, ass drop
 It don't matter if you have props, enemies I have not
 So I don't gotta deal with this
 Been able to avoid the drama cause I kept it real with it
 Disregard the negative cause all that shit is relative
 Sedative with Dilated, Alchemist is editing
 Rep Los evidently, it's good to be home
 A microphone, some moonshine, and I'm in the zone, it's on
 Concrete and palm tree, constantly we're off beat
 Everything I saw today determines how the song be
 All around the world with this so you can say you saw me
 And if you didn't know, Double-S got an army like that