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letra de sunset dropouts - malkovich music

cats saw them palm trees and thought sh-t was easy
bet you thought you caught a freebie
heard la folk got no hustle and you can take over, just gotta get your elbows greazy
now you at the beach all greazy, schmozin and posing like this was tv
somebody throws you some blow, and now you the one at the party snorting lines off cds
or maybe you’re an la native, feel like you got a right to be famous
these
outta-town cats is the lamest, and they got friends in high places that wanna play favorites
and you’re blameless, but onstage it’s like kurt said, here we are now, entertain us
let yourself go, now you the one outside the liquor store asking where the change is
always the drugs, always the same sh-t
let your guard down, took the bait and switch
that wasn’t la, that was hollywood
and f-ck your way up the ladder, you probably would if you could
los angeles, that’s a different story
keep listening and we’ll explain accordingly
everyone who came for the firework show
make sure la doesn’t eat you alive first yo

it ain’t a game – but its a shame
when you dont gain the fame that you came to claim
you say “la is lame” cause you came to play
and ended up singing heartbreak like drake & ye’
maybe dana dane
with nightmares of the night in your day to day
ole’ ole’
you let your problems pass – with a gang o’ hash
and a yayo cake, but it ain’t ya birthday
candles blown out
you went the wrong route –
you took the worst way – now you got the hurt face?
botox can’t save you now
nothin in a lil’ box is gonna make you smile
but still you try – figure its a game
you gon get a prize – but you gotta pay
and thats not ok- i thought you were a player?
looks like you got played – and you were a payer
just a customer…
plus a buster cuz, you thought were a hustler? (dumb)
dont get too comfortable, la will buckle you
and turn you to the person people give their lunches to (bum)
riches to rags
buckets to jags
all needing chip-ins on gas
so dont judge the city by how the lakers play
word to kobe’s fade-away
homie… it ain’t a game

- malkovich music

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