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Los Angeles


L.A


 

City of L.A, city of adventure

that can easily be destroyed.

 

A place where there's a liquor store on every corner.

A place where there's a lot of business owners.

 

You can mainly get shot for wearing red and blue.

They wouldn't even care that you're just a cool dude.

 

There's malls, movies, and arenas.

If you drive around the corna you'll never know who'll

see ya.

 

L.A is the home of the Clippers and Lakers,

L.A is the place where we expose all the Fakers.

 

Depending where you live you can't walk down the street,

because you never know who will drive by and put you to sleep.

 

Everyone who lives in L.A doesn't belong, there just trying

to find the right place where everyone gets along.

 

L.A the city that you love or hate, in the meantime

I'm going to chill and regulate.

 

L.A the city where kids play sports at a young age,

because they know that's how to get paid.

 

You can always have fun in the sun,

for exercise all we do is run.

 

There's always a chance to make it out the ghetto.

In black kids homes there was always a pack

of jello.

 

We have basketball, soccer, hockey and soon we'll have football.

We have it all!

Athletes will be noticed quickly if you’re talented and tall.

 

“I'm alive in Los Angeles,

I'm alive in Los Angeles” (Mike Sonksen)

 

My city is L.A if you're not from here

you should just go away.





By: Corbin Williams

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