[Intro: Imani]

Yo, I dedicate this to you and you and you

And you and you and you

And you right there

And you and you and you

Chill out, no, no, sit back, relax

Feel the breeze, feel the sunrays, birds, yeah

[Verse 1: Imani]

Yeah, broadcasting live and direct from sunny

Sunny, sunny, shiny Southern California

Where it never rains, I've warned ya

About the G's, and the palm trees, and the convertible low-low

G-rides, bitches, and beaches, and britches and bean pies

Freaks with green eyes

Guys wearing disguise, used to be men

Now they women tryna blend in

Yeah, all from the town from the sound

Known for the niggas that's known to get down

And isn't it ironic

It's more to L.A. than drive-by shootings, carjackings and The Chronic

Yeah, look a little closer

Move real slow and do what you're supposed to

Got a poster with Kobe-Kob' and Shaq

Home of the Lakers and the money-makers, that's a fact

[Chorus: Slimkid3]

And we're living in the lifestyle

Living with the rich and famous and the poor and aimless

Living where life's wild

Doing the same old same and we do it again

[Verse 2: Bootie Brown]

L.A. L.A., the city of smog

Some gangstas wear suit and ties, some drive a hog

Went to the same high school, even shared a class

One quick to sue, the other quick to blast

Me, I don't ask what's wrong or right

Nubian queen turned hoochie in the night

Also turn vampire and they bite, leaving marks to switch

Rollin' on Wilshire with the poor and rich

[Verse 3: Slimkid3]

Never gave me the time of day

Now I'm just a rhyme away, from the summit

Now they tryna find a way, to spark somethin'

After we done marked somethin'

Like dogs do, already embarked

Embers in the dark shed light into the park

So we can play again

Heart's been astray, now I know the way again

Big old price to pay again

After layin' 'round, you know the sound

[Chorus: Slimkid3]

And we're living in the lifestyle

Living with the rich and famous and the poor and aimless

Living where life's wild

Doing the same old same and we do it again

[Verse 4: Imani, Slimkid3, Bootie Brown, The Pharcyde]

Shielded by the spirit of debt

1-5'er, 1-9'er, '71 is when the mission begun in Irvine

I've been all around but I really love the Cali sunshine

See, it's a very small world

(Where we're from)

No place like it in the world

(Where we're from)

Hustlers and fly girls tryna get some

[Verse 5: Bootie Brown]

Welcome to the place where the sun submerge

The sky's not the only place where stars emerge

On dreams we purge, to kill our urge

Aspirations embedded like handprints at the Chinese

Convertible down, warm Santa Ana breeze

While you're cruisin' on the 10, from sand to sand

Some represent with the "W" on their hand

Often I say "dude," I'm talking to my man

Grab the tan in the laid-back land

There's nine million stories and every game ran