Director's Cut

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 I’m in L.A

Where I’m supposed to be

Catch me in the PJs

In my PJs

Where the white tees

Is longer than the hoodrats’ nighties

And nightly

Shit gets grimy

(PAUSE)

When they cross colors and get they clap on

Like it’s the 90s

But it’s not though

Switching the spot

Catch me at Lucy’s

Copping some tacos

In the parking lot after dark

Chillin’ with the vatos

Like nah homes

Them is not yo’ nachos

But we can throw your sister in the whip

Cause a nigga fistna’ dip

Fuck dinner and a flick

It's 3:30

And I’m chillin’ with a bitch

Like we got a connection

I can feel it in my dick

(SKIP)

Past the luxury parlor

Fuckery hour

I ain’t even catch her name

What should we call her

An extra

And that’s as hard as it gets

(STOP)

Any (w)rap party

I’m 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 cap’s

Sitting back

Over your do rag

Don’t trip homie

Cause yo’

You can do that

The hood is gon’ 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

Don’t 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

Everybody’s been there

Done that scene once

Backyard bangers

Booties shakin’ to G-Funk

Swiggin’ on 40s

To sippin’ 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 ain’t enjoy A

So I joined B

Point being

Whose gonna’ join me

Fade to the next scene

Faded as SP

House party

High-top fade

‘Til 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 poppin’

Theatre hoppin’

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 that’s alright

We gon’ make sure

All y’all niggas

Dance all night

When they at the door hatin’

On your underage friend

The Fish is fistna’ get scene ravin'

[Verse 5: Open Mike Eagle]

I done rocked ridiculous art shows

With pompous hipsters in sharp clothes

Hocking apocalypses in charcoal

That’s 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

Like

She was my sun moon and stars

With a hippie plucking grooves

On a blues guitar

Now all the scenesters wanna’ leave

For a decent priced Hooka bar

Then we come through singing

Like Jesus Christ Superstar

Y’all 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 tryna’ buy the bar

To impress the broad you with

Less she calls it quits

When you try to hit somethin’

And all you gets nothin’

Water in your whip thumpin’

Keeping shit jumpin’

Star of the first scene

Shoot to the next scene and cut

We're going where the action is

Star

Shoot

Cut