Yea the streets of Tujunga dont breed life to much
Cept druggies, hate, and a couple of us
But it's ok cause we know were true,
The cities finest, the chosen few
Seen em come and go, but the remaning know
We aint scene jumpers and this aint a show
This is what we do, were here for life
And your not one of us, till you've won our hearts and minds
Cause you may live here but we own this scene
Yeah the city aint ours, but were all we need
And when we stick by each other we will never fall
You can knock down a few, but you can't stop us all
-Chorus-
Tujungas finest, thats what we are
With brothers from around, and some from afar
And we'd give our lives if thats what it'd take
Defending each other, against all the hate
Verse two
Nights spent at the cross, or Dunsmore Park
Underage drinking hidden, by the safety of dark
Walking the streets alone, your never safe
But somehow you know, that it'll be ok
Nights spent at Krasnows when theres nowhere to go
Or ready to fight if the boneheads show
Playing a gig for all the local kids
No, I can't say it gets much better than this