Lost Angels

Her name is Marie. Filipina, brown eyes
Moved to LA so she could better her life
Left the Philippines to find her husband to be
And a college education to support family
She's beautiful intelligent every man's dream
She's a full time student attending at USC
She graduates with honors get's that business degree
And buys a two story home over looking the sea
Loves that big city life so she all about the C.R.E.A.M.
American dream club scene know what I mean
Men come and go cause she's always at the office
She's workaholic just focused on her profits
Yes, Marie has got her taste of success
But what's success with nobody to share it with
What she don't know is that she's living a lie
‘Cause this city has a thing for misinterpreting life

The city, at times, can leave you dream, hoping
Leaving you to pick up the pieces that it has broken
An unforgiving town hitting from all angles
Giving no pity the city of lost angels

Living in the heart of it in out of it
Beef with roadblocks replies to who positioned it
Act like you want it take a stab at it
Son we roll deep popusaos understand it
More than just a passion when words front actions
Their premium too high (the rest keep crashin)
The city's open space too loose for you
‘Cause the pressure hard to measure on top of you
(You) Starting to have regrets cause you ain't getting respect?
Complaining of long nights and your lacking of rest
Truth is, hard work shouldn't settle for less
This city could give fuck if you ain't giving your best
Gotta be from another planet this city could barely manage
Go ‘head, let them have it going against the granite
Not a knack of raw talent with practice becomes habit
The exception not the rule that's working to your advantage

The city at times can leave you dream, hoping
Leaving you to pick up the pieces that it has broken
An unforgiving town hitting from all angles
Giving no pity the city of lost angels

Them they make it happen. Inspiration for some
What’s the angle of those posted up til comes?
Shoebox, banks, airports, bus terminals
The big city magnet attracting all the generals
Stars, they’re working hard tonight
Here’s tip let it reach those jerked out of sight
Your future looks bright don’t forget your power bills
With life, you get chills warm it up with strong will
Keep the fire burning. Everyday steady learning
Getting taxed the main concern off the books that we be earning
Remain scuba opposite of Ferris Bueller
Work hard for cheese or Monterey jack for gouda
Do what you must. Make sure it don’t reflect mine
Manila to L.A. I’m surrounded by sunshine
Hip to the rules coming in from other places
A Los Angeleno Pumas with fat laces

The city at times can leave you dream, hoping
Leaving you to pick up the pieces that it has broken
An unforgiving town hitting from all angles
Giving no pity the city of lost angels