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[ Rodney O ] Wake up, New York It`s time to listen to L.A.
(Wake up)
In this business you are left unknown till you have a hit Now I`m gonna show you just who is counterfeit So you don`t like me, but tell me the reason Is it cause it`s New York-dissin-L.A. season? Yeah, I think I hit the nail on the head If you had it your way, L.A. rap would be dead But it`s not like that, we got the suckers bumpin Wear the wrong color, get broke off somethin If I wore red or blue, I might be dodgin slugs So I`m wearin neutral colors from the Crips and Bloods Who said it never rains in Cali, take back the statement Don`t you hear the shells fallin on to the pavement? Run for your life! I`m tryin not to get hit But livin in L.A. anyone is a target I`m the one who`s down when we call for peace But tell the one who`s saggin with his khakis creased Yeah
(Wake up)
("The Source" don`t like us, they dissed my boy Rodney O) That`s right, Joe, they played us like a damn Nintendo Didn`t take the right info like it was reported Twisted up my words, and the truth was distorted My peers on the West won`t speak up, so I will Rodney O & Joe Cooley goin for the kill The crew of two don`t care if we cause a little static You don`t wanna run into a psycho`s automatic Ooh-wee, we`re doin too much I wish I had a New York critic in my clutch Ooh-wee, we`re doin too much I wish I had a New York critic in my clutch
They know they don`t like us and they keep on denyin it I don`t give a care, cause other folks are buyin it Will I ever change and start followin Farrakhan? That`s just like askin me if I woulda fought in Vietnam Yeah And this is the Sound of L.A. Wake up, New York
(Wake up)
Ooh-wee, we`re doin too much I wish I had a New York critic in my clutch Ooh-wee, we`re doin too much I wish I had a New York critic in my clutch
New York talked about our jherri curls and weather One thing I admit is: y`all stick together Some of y`all is cool, but most of ya ain`t You walk around town like your shit don`t stink Well, the day is finally here you`re gettin dissed, New York Me and Joe celebratin, poppin off the cork If I`m goin out, I`m goin out with a bang Side by side with my boys, not a gang Yeah
Wake up, New York It`s time to listen to L.A. But you don`t hear me though Rodney O & Joe Cooley most definitely in the house Ooh-wee
We`re doin way too much
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