L.A. River Drive

[Bridge: Evidence] From the time I ride out until the time I’m home I pray for a safe travel, God, while I’m gone [Verse 1: Rakaa] 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 [Hook: Rakaa] 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) [Bridge] [Verse 2: Evidence] 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 [Hook] [Bridge] [Verse 3: Sick Jacken] 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 [Hook]