the city of lost barnacles and leeches Night-light got me when the daylight went to evening Night (Light) Day (Light) x8 I'm pretty sure I got a pulse
I'm ready now (What you ready for?) I'm ready for life in this city And my wings have grown almost enough to lift me I'm a dinosaur with Jones Beach
Lost in the city of angels with no halo It's Hades on the surface, best to just stay low I'm like Hell on Earth while I'm under snake scales The sick-
-in-out That would be something to dream about But thats not what I'm really all about In a crowded room your name I'm calling out I'm about to bloom
me livin' well In a sense I'm suicidal with this thug's life Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life God help me, cause I'm starvin, can
knees he sees the devil weeping/whinging his tongue Mr. Cadillac doesn't even know he's been fighting his own He's been trying shooting all the angels
I'm from a city where pollution is ruining minds More than lungs I'm from the source of Los Angeles Times Rhyme slums spit ghettoes and barrels and kettle
of life Ah! Bring it live, yeah! Verse Three: Xzibit lookin at the earth thru wide angles I found a stairway to heaven in a city of lost angels Where
my finger and blow up the telephone I guess I was sleeping or lost my mind wish I could shut my eyes and just push rewind Before I lost that dime Maybe
the future it got queasy Started workin on the things that had lost reason Now I'm sittin with a pad Movin so fast It's like I'm movin' at lightspeed
of fooled me Baa into my city I'm da 2-3 Drug dealers live vicariously through me I quit school and is not because I'm lazy I'm just not the social type
, feel like I done found a way out Skin getting clearer and it feel like I lost weight Stop and say a prayer for the times I lost faith Troubles of the
got me livin' well In a sense I'm suicidal with this thug's life Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life God help me, cause I'm starvin,