There are I wanna leave L A I break out the maze Escape the haze, these days So many I know your feelin' crazed Craze materials thangs and slave wages
Baggy pockets got laudry fluff You're livin' where rich people always stuff So you try to act tough and hide inside Hold your head high fucked up rollin' dice As bad as and and bad enough, I'm sure My wants to love, but must navigate through war
'Cuz seein' that wired to short circuit Must mean the meek who will inherit the work it
There's a land by the sand the money Plastic, the life, end of the People actin' fake see the omens Wake up yourself change is comin'
a land by the sand, grab the money Hollywood is such a place, the frenzy And everybody to peep around corners Before they take their next steps, they their borders
In this 1998 plus shipping and handling type World everytime dips in our coffers We buy that imagine that cost of uh huh The fakest shit and act cool our friends are Attention shoppers, check the selection in your you feel good? Does it enhance your fresh complexion?
You gotta have it your God got to have it, You gotta have it God got to have it As the world and all the money we burn On the bullshit to make us happy, sometimes we never That we're self centered, we we're better We down, as a people, upon our elders
Theres a land buy the sand, the money Now let go of it its dissolving It created all your fears and you hustling Made you all the ties to your family
There's a land by the grab the money the life, end of the century People actin' fake see the omens Wake up yourself 'cause change is
Theres a by the sand, grab the Money Hollywood is such a place, the frenzy And everybody starts to peep corners Before they take their next steps, they know borders