LAX - Clean Album Version

(You better get ready for the war)

It's so frustratin', so many hatin'

Somebody gon' make me break the law

But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin'

You better get ready for the war

A shotgun fanatic, who right back at it

You get, mopped and dropped like a filthy habit

X, snatch and grab it, got you hopin' I fail

'Cause if I fail you'd be happy like a faggot in jail

I'm full retail, guaranteed to sell

In my jet black McClaren with my mademoiselle

I'm strong-arm steady, you fragile and frail

You think you ready for them steady niggas? I can't tell

Sex sells so fuck you all, we came to bubble and ball

You getting shut down soon as I touch down

Bust rounds, enemies slayed and cut down

Fully automatic spittin' rounds with no sound

Break down your whole regime, like an M-16

Make sure the chamber in the barrel is clean

And the spring that's connected to the firin' pin

That's connected to the trigger when I squeeze it again, begin

Look ma, top of the world, the best of the best (yeah)

King California, L-A-X

Out the hood, in the penthouse, from the projects (come on)

One man, one gun, how the West was won (sing)

It's so frustratin', so many hatin'

Somebody gon' make me break the law (breathe)

But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin' (come on)

You better get ready for the war (yeah)

It's so frustratin', so many hatin' (uh-huh)

Somebody gon' make me break the law (yes)

But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin' (yeah)

You better get ready for the war (come on)

Hit like a heavyweight, breathe deep, meditate

Make the whole crowd get loud, make 'em levitate

I ride through my city like a presidential candidate

L-A-X, Phantom double-R, and accelerate

Stack, build, elevate, crash through the prison gate

Generation hate, appetite to eliminate

X-Man don't spit rhymes, I ventilate

Traffic contraband, yeah, banned through the interstate

Got a sick flow, didn't know? Let me demonstrate

Renovate the game, new nigga that you love to hate

The left hand lands and the right hand devastates

Half part of your face replaced with a metal plate

Irate, get snatched to a better place

Let the detached decorate with the yellow tape

Detonate, drop bombs, make the earth shake

In Brazil with a half mill' in the briefcase

Look ma top of the world, the best of the best (yeah)

King California, L-A-X

Out the hood, in the penthouse, from the projects

One man, one gun, how the West was won (sing)

It's so frustratin', so many hatin' (yeah)

Somebody gon' make me break the law

But I ain't waitin' (fucker), there's no escapin' (yeah)

You better get ready for the war

It's so frustratin', so many hatin'

Somebody gon' make me break the law

But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin'

You better get ready for the war

You better get ready for the war

(Keep listening all-)

(Smash hits)