L.A. X (исполнитель: Big D And The Kids Table)
hey, elitists from L.A.; Los Angeles, California you know who you are you're driving fancy cars your allowance exceeds my rent well listen to what I have to say remind yourselves every day let's get the message on its way well first of all, [bad word] your [bad word] attitudes how can you be so [bad [bad word] you [bad word] look at me like when girls are jealous and [bad word] your [bad word] L.A. bars you're all a bunch of wannabe superstars yeah, [bad word] your [bad word] act you're a bunch of dressed up [bad word] rats you get anything you want mommy's dressed up [bad [bad word] you're [bad word] lounging in daddy's [bad word] mansion and all your [bad word] stupid names Blair and Tavis, that's [bad word] lame Z-A-does not spell Zack, what the [bad word] is with all that? And you think you're so [bad word] impressive Cause you can get your name on the [bad word] guestlist raise your nose to the people in line give the doorman a [bad word] high five and then go do my shoes match my shirt? does my shirt clash with my pants? do my pants match my eyes? do my eyes look good tonight? will this place be cool enough? your hair looks oh, so tough this looks so good for us tonight my money's gonna buy me love and [bad word] all of your deceiving what's your fake heart fake [bad word] bleeding? and all the girls you lay to your mat are the same [bad word] girls you [bad word] laugh at and [bad word] your [bad word] fake [bad word] world and all your handed out [bad word] thrills some of us, we have to work hard just to get our little part and maybe your glamour's not in Boston but my friends are [bad word] awesome and we'll keep on doing our best even though our lives are a mess and we go will this check support this tour? will this tour lose my job? without my job where's the rent? should we all just call it quits? the dinner dates sure cost a lot when 28 bucks is all you got and your life is at a stop and all your dreams are all self-taught and this is the difference between our lives no wonder tonight you feel alright and I'm sorry if my mind is occupied I'm trying to forget to wonder why we're built up from nothing I'm trying to forget to wonder why