The Grae: Area - Welcome to California (feat. Chris Jaiden & Sean Blak) Lyrics

Yeah, welcome to California
Out on the West Coast
Welcome to California
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Point like Mookie, do the right thing like Spike in the movie
Blaylock, play rock, pass that shoot it
It's your last chance, why you standing there stupid
You outta just do it

Call me St. Cupid, or maybe just a Reverend
When the beats meet the rhymes, it's a match made in Heaven
I'm just playing my styles when I spit it to the crowd
Cause ain't nobody in here, objecting right now

I do this Rap shit like a gangland vet, cause
Every show I go I think I got the best set, cause
I ain't like his shit, and her shit was wack
And they was both jocking my style the whole damn track

I'm on another plateau, you on another nigga dick
Stealing styles on some undercover shit
But when the hear me they like, that motherf*cker's sick
Just look around the club man, this motherf*cker did it

Hey, welcome to California
Out on the West Coast
I said, welcome to California
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Welcome to California

Like ice grills, nice wheels, tennis shoes
And I don't hold my tongue like a dentist do, menace to
Your society, my juice in the hood
Kept a real nigga eating when it wasn't all good

I'm in the zone like Shaq be, Blak be spittin
I can freestyle for days, but my best shit is written
Rock your home turf with your best bitch smitten
My flows on point and my beats be hittin

Haters don't want it, bitches don't need it
A f*cking showdown with a Demon
I take all comers, I don't pick fix
Anybody want it they can hit that shit

He's just like that, it's just like this
I'm in a bad mood with a heavy hand fist
I'm bout to get pissed, you bout to get checked
Open up the door, cause I'm about to catch wreck

Hey, welcome to California
Out on the West Coast
I said, welcome to California
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Welcome to California

Sean Blak, a staple to the game
Like a cradle to a baby, or a needle to a vein
Yeah, and that's a quick homage
To the people I've sampled who are up with God

Hood mentality, why must I battle me
Learn the hard way, take a chance, try to rattle me
Looking at my plate, wanna slice the burger
So I'm always on the verge of committing a murder

Sean Blak, a staple to the game
Like a pipe to the flame, or your nose to the caine
Stop judging, who knows who's insane
They said that I was crazy lazy, chasing at the fame

It's like I'm bracing for the pain
Put in a rap to erase it from my brain
I don't make music for the money, or do it for the friends
If I get knocked down, I' m-a do it again

Hey, welcome to California
Out on the West Coast
I said, welcome to California
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Welcome to California

Yeah
Hey, hey, hey
Hey
Welcome to California
Yeah