(H)LA

LA is a desert, a city built on sand
The money's a mirage, what you got in your garage?
Street parking

He thought he could rent, he could rent until he owned
But he couldn’t get a loan now he’s drinking all alone
Whiskey neat

The ruling elite all live behind a gate
All safe and secure in a luxury police-state
Bel Air

Chorus:
Time is of the essence, might not have any left
Got our whole lives ahead of us, we say with our last breath
Don’t ya know
Yeahh don’t ya kn-

LA IS A DESERT A CITY BUILT ON SAND
THE MONEY'S A MIRAGE WHAT YOU GOT IN YOUR GARAGE, STREET PARKING

NEW YORK IS MY CITY, THE SUBWAY IS MY HOME
LIFE IS A CASINO, OXYGEN AND NO WINDOWS
GAMBLING

THE LAST GENE-

THE LAST GENERATION SWORE THE MEEK WOULD INHERIT
LEFT THE WORLD EXTINCT BUT THEY CALL US THE TERRORISTS, YA AMAR

TOXIC CITY
X8

Chorus x2