Star of the first scene
Shoot to the next scene and cut
We're going where the action is
[Verse 1: Psychosiz]
When the sunset hits
The Sunset strip
Mild mannered Michael
Becomes Psychosiz
Five Six Two One
Three Two Three One
Oh, believe Iâm in L.A
Where Iâm supposed to be
Catch me in the PJs
In my PJs
Where the white tees
Is longer than the hoodratsâ nighties
And nightly
Shit gets grimy
(PAUSE)
When they cross colors and get they clap on
Like itâs the 90s
But itâs not though
Switching the spot
Catch me at Lucyâs
Copping some tacos
In the parking lot after dark
Chillinâ with the vatos
Like nah homes
Them is not yoâ nachos
But we can throw your sister in the whip
Cause a nigga fistnaâ dip
Fuck dinner and a flick
It's 3:30
And Iâm chillinâ with a bitch
Like we got a connection
I can feel it in my dick
(SKIP)
Past the luxury parlor
Fuckery hour
I ainât even catch her name
What should we call her
An extra
And thatâs as hard as it gets
(STOP)
Any (w)rap party
Iâm the star of the set
Star of the first scene
Shoot to the next scene and cut
We're going where the action is
[Verse 2: Lyraflip]
If your fitted capâs
Sitting back
Over your do rag
Donât trip homie
Cause yoâ
You can do that
The hood is gonâ remember
Like they putting on your sister
That the Fish bring the fire
Like they put in on a swisher
[Verse 3: Dumbfoundead]
I got me a club card
Got me a ghetto pass
Donât leave home without it
If you plan on getting blasted
Bleeding sleeveless drunk
Echo Park punk gigs
To the Westside scene kids
Wearing neon green kicks
Star Trek
Neptunes
Klingon jean fits
T-shirts
Reverb
On overdone screen prints
Everybodyâs been there
Done that scene once
Backyard bangers
Booties shakinâ to G-Funk
Swigginâ on 40s
To sippinâ on Chardonnay
Made my rounds
Gave daps
Hugged bitches
And parted ways
To the Do-Over
Root Down
And Low End Theory
Clearly young people envy me
And grown men fear me
From point A to point B
I ainât enjoy A
So I joined B
Point being
Whose gonnaâ join me
Fade to the next scene
Faded as SP
House party
High-top fade
âTil your head bleeds
You get me
This is L.A
More than a weekend
Open up the doors
Let the foreigners sneak in
This is Thirsty Fish
Exploring the deep end
Keep it poppinâ
Theatre hoppinâ
As soon as the scene ends
Star of the first scene
Shoot to the next scene and cut
We're going where the action is
[Verse 4: VerBS]
If your pants all tight
Then thatâs alright
We gonâ make sure
All yâall niggas
Dance all night
When they at the door hatinâ
On your underage friend
The Fish is fistnaâ get scene ravin'
[Verse 5: Open Mike Eagle]
I done rocked ridiculous art shows
With pompous hipsters in sharp clothes
Hocking apocalypses in charcoal
Thatâs art
And misogynistic spoken word
So absurd
The Frida Kahlo posters
Turn themselves away in shame
Bare-footed lame
Bohemians tell the same
Old stories of how they was lonely
And held away the pain
She was my sun moon and stars
With a hippie plucking grooves
On a blues guitar
Now all the scenesters wannaâ leave
For a decent priced Hooka bar
Then we come through singing
Like Jesus Christ Superstar
Yâall turning water into wine
No the opposite
Cause we can turn an open bar waitress
To an octopus
And make sophistocrats
Reach into they pocketbooks
To purchase something other than buttons
And philosophic books
And what do you know
They hollering out for more
When we bounce
The crackticity follows us out the door
Star of the first scene
Shoot to the next scene and cut
We're going where the action is
[Verse 6: Rogue Venom]
Whether you on some baller tip
Or trynaâ buy the bar
To impress the broad you with
Less she calls it quits
When you try to hit somethinâ
And all you gets nothinâ
Water in your whip thumpinâ
Keeping shit jumpinâ
Star of the first scene
Shoot to the next scene and cut
We're going where the action is