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Kurupt feat. LaToiya Williams Lyrics

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Make the temperature rise, the temperature rise
We cap to ride, cap to homicide
It's instrumental, heat is in the dead of the winter
In the heart of the cold we re-structure your soul
It's that nigga' Daz Kurupt we don't give a fuck
Like nigga' what up ? that nigga Daz and Kurupt
It's fatal fire blaze, Sherm with a perm
Super superb, wiggle like a worm let it burn

I pull up, on the corner store, what a sunny day
Sunny Cali-for-ni-a, the G way display
How to scrape the flow proper like, hit the cylinders
And scrape the flow proper-like, stop at the light
Pull up then drive to the right
It's so good to be back home homie where the feeling is right

[Chorus]

Welcome home, into L.A.
Where the tippy roll around, and the gangsters play
It's been too long, just to seen you come around
Now we can have a good time
Just watch your back, when you're comin' through this town

(L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)

Zone on roam and Romeo's rome
Nigga home sweet home, chromes, battle zones
World wars, boys and girls, girls and whores
Eighty-seven Chevy with switches galore
Impala bounce, at the ice cream parlor blaze an ounce
To ounce, dice game break and it counts
Kick in nigga before we gotta kick in nigga shoot
And whip out the shank and start stickin' niggas
Get jacked for prior burnings, we jack for Higher Learning
No concerning, is life worth living or learning
We jack for other turnings, we keep the burners burning
With no concerning, is life worth living or earning
First I park nigga', then spark nigga'
Go from Martin Luther King to Leimert Park nigga'
We G nigga, we don't give a fuck, Daz and Kurupt
Here, tell your kids-kids, grow the fuck up

[Chorus]

Dippin' and hittin' switches I'mma hop, don't do shit but hop
Pan-cake, let the fo' drop, nigga' hop
Stop, pull out your pistol then pop
Hit em two times til' he drop when I hop
Up and down the street bounce rock
Rag top is history in California, the bounce rock hop
Roller skate nigga' watch a gangster take niggas
Take off, break niggas down, break niggas trample and shake niggas
Over turf, earthquake niggas
Move to the side, we ride, you ever see a G glide
Slide, motivate the crowd, a thirty-eight Mcleod
Forever boom sound with one single round

[Chorus x2]

Welcome home (L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)
Welcome home (L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)
Welcome home (L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)

Welcome home... into L.A.
(L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Kurupt ft. LaToiya Williams's song "Welcome Home" is a celebration of Los Angeles as the artists welcome themselves and others back to their neighborhood after being gone for a while. The opening lines "Make the temperature rise, the temperature rise, we cap to ride, cap to homicide" describe the heat and violence that is present in L.A. The artists then speak of re-structuring the soul and the instrumental as they bring their unique flavor to L.A. They continue to express their disregard for the rules and what others think of them, as they shout "It’s fatal fire blaze, Sherm with a perm, Super superb, wiggle like a worm, let it burn..." They take pride in being able to call L.A their home despite its dark aspects.

The chorus "Welcome home, into L.A, where the tippy roll around and the gangsters play. It's been too long just to seen you come around, now we can have a good time, just watch your back when you're comin' through this town" underscores the need to be cautious and aware of one's surroundings, even as they enjoy the city's offerings. The lyrics speak of different aspects of life in L.A, from cruising the streets to playing dice games, making music, and more. The line "Impala bounce, at the ice cream parlor blaze an ounce, To ounce, dice game break and it counts" describes the typical lifestyles of those in L.A, cruising around in their cars, smoking weed, playing dice games, and hanging out at ice cream shops.

Line by Line Meaning

Make the temperature rise, the temperature rise
Let's heat things up and get the energy flowing

We cap to ride, cap to homicide
We're prepared to ride out and put in work, even if it means violence

It's instrumental, heat is in the dead of the winter
Our music is powerful and impactful, even in the toughest times

In the heart of the cold we re-structure your soul
We can take the darkest and coldest moments and use them as inspiration to transform your spirit

It's that nigga' Daz Kurupt we don't give a fuck
We are established and respected artists who maintain our authenticity, regardless of others' opinions

Like nigga' what up ? that nigga Daz and Kurupt
We're letting everyone know that we're back, ready to take over the game

It's fatal fire blaze, Sherm with a perm
Our flow is lit and energized, and we're ready to spit bars that will catch your attention

Super superb, wiggle like a worm let it burn
We're the best at what we do, and we're showcasing our skills with style and flare

I pull up, on the corner store, what a sunny day
I'm taking in the beautiful California weather, enjoying the moment

Sunny Cali-for-ni-a, the G way display
We're living the California lifestyle, with all of its unique style and mannerisms

How to scrape the flow proper like, hit the cylinders
We know how to deliver our rhymes with precision and impact

And scrape the flow proper-like, stop at the light
We continue to deliver smooth flow and lyrics even when we're stopping and starting

Pull up then drive to the right
We're navigating the streets of L.A. with expertise and ease

It's so good to be back home homie where the feeling is right
We feel at our best and most comfortable when we're back in our hometown, surrounded by our people and culture

[Chorus]
Welcome home, into L.A. Where the tippy roll around, and the gangsters play. It's been too long, just to seen you come around. Now we can have a good time. Just watch your back, when you're comin' through this town

Zone on roam and Romeo's rome
We're moving around L.A. with confidence and swagger, like a modern-day Romeo

Nigga home sweet home, chromes, battle zones
Home is where the heart is, and for us that involves dealing with difficult environments and situations

World wars, boys and girls, girls and whores
We're dealing with the harsh realities of the world and all of its many forms of conflict and chaos

Eighty-seven Chevy with switches galore
We're riding around in a classic car that's been modified for optimal control and showmanship

Impala bounce, at the ice cream parlor blaze an ounce
We're vibing and bouncing around in our car, enjoying a good smoke and treat in the middle of L.A.

To ounce, dice game break and it counts
We're taking some time to unwind and roll some dice, make some money, and enjoy life

Kick in nigga before we gotta kick in nigga shoot
We're not afraid to defend ourselves and use force if necessary

And whip out the shank and start stickin' niggas
We're not afraid to get violent and make an example of anyone who crosses us

Get jacked for prior burnings, we jack for Higher Learning
We've been through a lot of tough times and have gained knowledge from those experiences, but we're still willing to rob and steal

No concerning, is life worth living or learning
We're not really sure whether life is worth living or learning from - we're just trying to survive

We jack for other turnings, we keep the burners burning
We're always looking for new opportunities to make money and stay on top, and we're not afraid to use weapons to maintain our power

With no concerning, is life worth living or earning
Again, we're not sure whether life is truly worth all the trouble and harm, but we're committed to making the most of it

First I park nigga', then spark nigga'
Before we start anything, we take a moment to make sure we're in control, and then we proceed with our business

Go from Martin Luther King to Leimert Park nigga'
We're able to travel all around L.A. and adapt to different cultures and neighborhoods

We G nigga, we don't give a fuck, Daz and Kurupt
We're true gangsters who don't care what anyone thinks, and we're proud to represent ourselves as Daz and Kurupt

Here, tell your kids-kids, grow the fuck up
We're setting an example for future generations of tough and confident individuals, and we expect them to follow our footsteps

Dippin' and hittin' switches I'mma hop, don't do shit but hop
We're driving around in our car, hopping and bouncing, causing a scene wherever we go

Pan-cake, let the fo' drop, nigga' hop
We're showing off our hops and the abilities of our car to impress anyone watching

Stop, pull out your pistol then pop
We're prepared to use force against anyone who tries to stop us or threaten our livelihood

Hit em two times til' he drop when I hop
We're quick to attack and take action, striking our enemies until we have complete control over the situation

Up and down the street bounce rock
We're taking over the streets of L.A., bouncing around and showing off our style

Rag top is history in California, the bounce rock hop
We're embracing a classic California style that shows off our love of old-school cars and flashy fashion

Roller skate nigga' watch a gangster take niggas
We're skilled rollerskaters who are also tough gangsters - a rare combination

Take off, break niggas down, break niggas trample and shake niggas
We're not afraid to use violence to get what we want or protect ourselves - and we're good at it

Over turf, earthquake niggas
We're willing to fight and go to war over territory and resources, no matter how dangerous the situation becomes

Move to the side, we ride, you ever see a G glide
We're truly living the L.A. lifestyle, with all of the flash and swagger associated with being a true gangster

Slide, motivate the crowd, a thirty-eight Mcleod
We're commanding attention and impressing our fans with our smooth flow and excellent performance

Forever boom sound with one single round
We're able to make a huge impact with just a small amount of effort - our music and style is that powerful

[Chorus x2]
Welcome home (L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.) Welcome home (L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.) Welcome home (L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.) Welcome home... into L.A. (L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)

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