L.A. Symphony

[Pigeon John]
You need to pump your breaks
Got these fools dribbling over my game like it's a dang drain
Buddy, I make money and take money, it's all the same
All lame individuals don't pay residuals
You need to shut your mouth
Don't get me wrong, it's two different things
It's like rain and drought,
It's like faith and doubt,
It's like Cain without,
Murdering ??????????????
Who's next?


Rhyme great, smell good, find a ??????
Don't play hide and seek so call me a player hater
Dope rhyme sayer, it's for what I'm known
A hard act to pass like kidney stone
Get your own, nobody wears ???????
Trying to steal my theme like the Fonz and James Dean
Young, black, and mean similar to ??????
With my finger I can make sheets of paper sing


????? J. all day(???)
Got these pretty ????? screaming and it's okay
Baby, it's alright
Daddy's back and about to smack who's wack and ask who's next?


Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,


Me!
And who's next to feel the rain of a tech?
And who's next to feel the pain of a death?
Who's next to live life, next to get a wife
Next to sell out, next to lose their sight?
Next to dismiss and eventually get pissed
Open their mouth without an element of risk
Next to sign another wack contract
And walk under a ladder in front of a black cat


Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,


My time to shine
I gotta scratch and snatch up mine
Time after, I rip tracks and spit disasters
I ????? trying to act like your pastor
React more like a possessed man ??????????
My raps score more than fly eligible bachelors
Copycat style is still a page in this chapter
Forever finding fans, for that fact I'm no actor
Realist emcee when it comes to these words, I'm the factor.


Wake up, wash up, brush your teeth
Got caught asleep and your raps just stink
Coming up against me, what did you think
That I would just stand there, wouldn't even blink?
That's why you dead wrong and I'm a live ????
Still breathing, with more rhymes to recite
Like ?????? on ???, you just got checked
Let's have a moment of silence for whoever's up next


Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next... yeah.

Good job.

Heeve! Ho!
Heeve! Ho!
Heeve! Ho!
Heeve! Ho!

On the walls of this street you find markets for my journal
Due to this, ghetto people dig my lyrics like turtles
Call me circle; infinity
And sweating ????????????? here to stay
Many come and go ????????????
As my words linger as B.O and ??????
????????????????????? and Red Fox
??????? AKA The Stone ???? Pilot
Victorious until the clouds ??? rain violet

And who you is homie,
And what it is homie,
Why don't you go ahead and lay some of that funk on me

Now I've been rapping and speaking
In Puerto-Rican for deacons and people freaking in club
But it's the love that I'm seeking
Eleven years in the weekend in the making, I'm taken beatens
For ??, but ?? Caucasians, Jamaicans, even Asians
You name it, this probably happened because of rapping
The roof was on fire at once but now it's collasping
The actions taken by my attorny don't turn the head of the head of the head of the company
And this really troubles me
What in the heck are we gonna do about our circumstance
We can stay and walk away. either way it hurts our chance to advance

[Chorus]
Why everybody trying to pick on me
Is it because my crew is legendary
Or is it that they thinking they can take it easy
Well come and find out so you can get shined out

How many raps I gotta write, feels like the yellow brick road
In '99 signed, put on hold not to be sold, and I'm told
This is the business where nothing gets done
What's the use of making songs if they will never see the sun
Sometimes I run to the bible to restore my faith
But the crew disagree saying "How long we gotta wait?"
My faith to create great feels fake and frustrates
My loves and my hates, my whole emotional state
It makes me want to break to Amsterdam and face paint
Build a private pirate ship, steadily rob a bank
But thanks to my momma, got a conscious that's too strong
I'm always doing right but somehow somethings going wrong

[Chorus]
Why everybody trying to pick on me
Is it because my crew is legendary
Or is it that they thinking they can take it easy
Well come and find out so you can get shined out

[Pigeon John]
Another brick upon my face please
Crazy situations only time I'm on my knees
And I don't need ?????????????? Hold up, wait a minute
Ok, well, ??????????????? excel. w-w-well, slow down, you ??????
See all I really want is to be rich and back slide
Down the side of a mountain with the Gucci handglide
Is that ???????????????, been good for feasible time
And it's easy to slip and the return of the Son will earn Jesus some shine
Right? Huh, Ok, well next idea: How about you work out a record deal
Why not? God, you may fired. Why not a deal with Sire?
God, you're frustrating me. You're hands created me, right?
Then what I'm gonna do with this guilty that's just killing this mic

[Chorus x 2]

It goes something like this,
DJs to wax spinning something like this
I murder the English language without risks
????????????? don't really spit like this
Take notes, my mind floats when I rip like this
On some black fist ??? blow up the spot like this
Find women often, do it softly like this
See everybody's killing something, even flat lines like this

Murderous music and then some, stab your ear drums
Time and time again, befriend a serial killer fresh out the pen
Spot me slow dancing with the faces of death
Erasing the rest until there's nothing left
I'm dirty rotten, the completely opposite of fresh
Filthy mess with a sense of humor dark as my flesh
Starving artist, ????????????????????????

When we out on tour, 187 on the dance floor
We coming with the rhymes galore, 187 on the dance floor
When you need someone to settle the score, 187 on the dance floor
We leave the people screaming for more, 187 on the dance floor

I'm a champion, enhancing this anthem, up the ante some
Handsome graphic novels we rebel and revel action
Axe to smash the place up, bring the demolition
Still cage, rage, engage the competition


Press pause. And accept your loss
I studied all your flaws and you gets no applause
Best believe in Santa Clause. Beat me? That's wishful thinking
If you flinching then you ??? now you see why I'm ??????


Scattering emcees like broken glass after a riot
Your lyrics are fat while mine in shape and on a diet
Get it straight, I'm lifting weights and sifting crates for beats and breaks
We create what you would take and imitate. You aggravate.


I got a nasty approach, you get a hasty retreat
You get smashed like a roach when you crawling at my feet
Take a seat, learn your lesson, ask the Pope for a blessing,
Tell the priest your confessing, now with UNO ?????????????


Get on the bus, c'mon and ride with us
Or else we're leaving you and we will supply the dust
This ain't a game to us
Approach the mic and bust
And we will move the crowd
C'mon and put your trust in the emcees (what?)
The emcees (c'mon)
The emcees (yeah)
The emcees (what?)
The emcees (uhh)
The emcees (come on)
The emcees (yeah)
The emcees (wooo)

Am I living a lie?
These people say "get what you deserve"
Somebody on the other end flipping me the bird
This will be the fourth time, maybe it's the third
I'm looking for a job, no sign to record words
I hate doing shows, makes me feel like a nerd
These fools getting happy, got a call from ?????
What that mean it's been some months I haven't heard
Anything concrete opposite of a verb
We stay still on the plank like we don't have the nerve
Go against common sense taking steps backwards
Away from this we fought so hard to get
Owing everybody money, who's decision is this?
By the time we split ten dollars, don't get fifty cents
And it don't make sense.
We depressed and tense, and can't fix
The action of the consequence
Enduring hard times in the L.A. Symph
My niggas stuck like a stick in ice
Frustrated like I lost the rent money playing with trick dice
You see, I once had a dream, and now there's none
The Source made me smile, now I feel dumb
I feel old and young, inadequate and numb
My fear's oppertunities not for some
Maybe my minds not in tune with the moon and the sun
I need a serious solution cause this here ain't fun


The fools in the crew ain't close no more
Niggas in the cliche ain't as tight as they use to be
Things done changed, or maybe it's just me
Blame it on the rain, or the music industry
The fools in the crew ain't close no more
Niggas in my cliche ain't as tight as we use to be
Blame it o nthe rain, or the way that it must be