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текст песни: I Diggidy - Los Angelies

my name is I Diggidy, Im from Moscow
and I've been in LA, saw this beautiful city
that's living it's own life. And I've seen it all
'cause I've been everywhere from Beverly Hills to Skid Row. If you never been there,
Ima let you know what its about. And it goes...

Los AngeleLies, spread real wide
Like a spiderweb for a billion flies
There are so many people and so little place under the sun
I dedicate it to those who live in the slum

Those who live in the slum you bet I talk about brown people/
The brown pride & South American ego/
Take a walk down Alvarado by McArthur park/
Latino people are up at the dawn – concrete larks, you’ll see/
They’re on the corners hustling DVD’s/
Selling orange juice in the streets, getting money by any means/
In these days of unemployment and mass fear/
When the US is a hostile atmosphere/
In LA where everybody rocks ink/
Compare the Beverly flavor to the Skid Row stink, huh/
The advertisement is bilingual/
Got to deal with the numbers even if they are illegal/
The ratio is 8 to 1, I hate the slum/
Where one is forced to live on the top of another one/
My taco was made in the street, I really care/
The government don’t want millions of poor to be millionaires/

Los AngeleLies, spread real wide
Like a spiderweb for a billion flies
There are so many people and so little place under the sun
I dedicate it to those who live in the slum

Those who live in the slum, I’m living in one/
My talk is sharp, I keep a razor under my tongue/
Under the gun of the system, I’m the nemesis
They want me dying and they 'bout to give me an assist/
...They want me to rap about Cristal, rides & ass/
I rap about people on crystal meth/
They want my mouth to be shut/
I’m like Big in LA, ready to die 'bout to be shot/
I made it to the city, the life is harsh/
I do not know the name of mayor he is not the one in charge/
I met cops they told me to put my hands up/
Said it’s for my own safety to wear handcuffs/
I wasn’t doing anything they had nothing on me/
They let me go but they took away my homie/
Because he was black, he had had a case on him/
This is LA, g, welcome to California/