Defari Lowlands Anthem Pt. 1 lyrics

The burning sands of the lowlands, the L dot A dot
Tash of Tha Alkaholiks, Hip Hop Drunkies
Yo, you don't know, man, the L dot A dot
Yo, you don't know, man

The burning sands of the lowlands, the L dot A dot
Tash of Tha Alkaholiks, Hip Hop Drunkies
Yo, you don't know, man, the L dot A dot
Yo, you don't know, man

Give thanks that's what I say when I wake
Another day in L.A. feel the sun bake
I holla at Scott he knows about the spot
At the beach, Dockweiler nigga straight box
I call up Swift, let him know about the shit

Call up Will, he got the Hennessey on chill
I'm with Doncril, he on deck with Santrel
Rollin' bleezy like Terry McMillian, wait to exhale
My nigga will stay off Stocka
Some city got hot bitches but on Crenshaw it's hotta

From bad ass bitches to cold ass Impalas
Vasea special, with two glasses for twenty dollars
It's hella hot, we pull up to Dockweiler
The scene is so lovely, it makes me wanna holla

The burning sands of the lowlands
Where sisters is bad man
And brothers fear no man
Yo, you don't know, man

The burning sands of the lowlands
Where sisters is bad man
And brothers fear no man
Yo, you don't know, man

Summertime 7:30 time for sunsets
Sometimes I go and park with my queen and get lit
Watch the sun cascade over the ocean
Thoughts about how the Likwit, gonna put it all in motion

Sometimes I sit and watch and see dolphins
Defari alumni from Pac 10 like Kenny Lofton
Never soft, stay healthy, avoid coughs
In L.A. we buy houses, fuck apartments and lofts

Yo, my cold flow straight, wild west professional
California green from the trees down to the vegetables

Wack MCs are also edible, after six figures
Where I'm trying to see my decimal point land, cash in hand
I'm on my way to see Phil, in the Cressant Heights Lowland

The burning sands of the lowlands
Where sisters is bad man
And brothers fear no man
Yo, you don't know, man

The burning sands of the lowlands
Where sisters is bad man
And brothers fear no man
Yo, you don't know, man

The burning sands of the lowlands
Where sisters is bad man
And brothers fear no man
Yo, you don't know, man

The burning sands of the lowlands
Where sisters is bad man
And brothers fear no man
Yo, you don't know, man

Flex the skills, see this broad with a baby strill
Ass poppin' out, no doubt, man, I got's to kill
Like Grant Hill, I play with cool moves
See niggas out here, we ain't loud, we straight smooth
And don't mistakes fool for being chump
Cause L.A. is the wrong place, if you think niggas won't thump

In a flash, sunshine, cars, bitches and cash
Six foot rippers, chron blends with hash
We classic like that TV show M.A.S.H.
With bitches way badder than that broad Stacey Dash

No jokin' that's word to brother deep dish spokin'
Down the boulevard pint in hand straight smokin'
No chokin' and no it's not brown that's word to Oakland
One time sees us stoppin' for bitches and keeps rollin'

The burning sands of the lowlands
Where sisters is bad man
And brothers fear no man
Yo, you don't know, man