[Intro: Sample & Sudan Archives]
Lo-lo-lo-lo-los Angeles, California
Lo-lo-lo-lo-los Angeles, California
Once upon a time in Los Angeles (Lo-lo-lo-lo-los Angeles, California)
There was a boy

[Verse 1: The Koreatown Oddity]
Little Dominique on Saint Andrew's and Fifth Street
So how I got my alias should not be a mystery
Surrounded by the culture, born to be down
I had a Cold Crush Brother cat-napping on my couch
In K-Town, when I was a child, chick-a-wow
He even taught my mama how to freestyle
Sitting on the floor, listening to her cassettes
I'm up in MC Trouble shortly after her death
And some Ice T, some Donald B, some Mix-A-Lot, Chubb Rock

[Refrain: Sudan Archives]
Once upon a time in Los Angeles
There was a boy

[Verse 2: The Koreatown Oddity]
Little Dominique on Saint Andrew's and Fifth Street
So how I got my alias should not be a mystery
Playing Contra on Nintendo with the homie Marquis
Who lived a couple buildings over and was older than me
At World on Wheels, we could get in free when he was at the rink
Or at the crib staring at the TV
VCR playing Moonwalker on repeat
'Cause I used to eat corn on the cob with parmesan
From Elote man on my block and that shit was super bomb
[Refrain: The Koreatown Oddity, Sudan Archives and Sample]
Once upon a time in Los Angeles (Lo-lo-lo-lo-los Angeles, California)
There was a boy
Little Dominique in the car with his mom
On the way to the sitter in a white Nissan

[Sample: Richard Pryor]
Somebody call me a cab
Damn, I'm gon' bleed to death waiting on an ambulance
Tell my mama that (Hey, hey)
Ain't no way to get no ambulance in the ghetto, right?
Unless you call up, "there's five n***as killing a white woman!"

[Refrain: The Koreatown Oddity]
Finna be past tense, I told you that it's over
Two hundred tree rings, you watch a n***a earn 'em
No health insurance and that's still what I need
You don't know nothing 'bout little Dominique's nosebleed

[Sample: Richard Pryor & Crowd]
And, uh, what you got to do wit' it, little n***a?
(oh, hey, oh, hey, oh, hey)

[Refrain: The Koreatown Oddity]
Finna be past tense, I told you that it's over
Two hundred tree rings, you watch a n***a earn 'em
No health insurance and that's still what I need
You don't know nothing 'bout little Dominique's nosebleed
[Spoken Interlude: Dominique's Mother]
Oh my god, so we making a right turn, trying to mind our own business, and this fool tries to make a U-turn and hits us dead on. My baby hit his head on the windshield. Dominique, are you okay? Oh my god, somebody call the ambulance. And then, he proceeded to try to keep going and the car wouldn't start. So he got out the car, had the nerve to accuse me of doing something wrong. You big, burrito-eating, taco-eating, horchata-drinking, chicken-catching motherfucker. Oh, hell no. Somebody going to jail tonight, and it ain't gon' be me. Call the police! Somebody call the police. Dominique, are you okay?

[Verse 3: The Koreatown Oddity, Dominique's Mother and Both]
Hold up, hold up, uh
Hold up right quick
When I said I don't fuck with that coke shit, that's one of the reasons
My nostrils had enough problems often with basic breathing
As a kid, I could suffocate in my sleep
My mom run in the room, say 'wake up, Dominique' (wake up, Dominique)
Let's get you cleaned up, there's blood on the pillows and sheets
I know you haven't been able to rest comfortably since the accident
Believe you me, I wish it didn't happen
And you didn't have to go to the hospital so frequently
From a vessel in your nose that is so damaged
Sporadically it leaks on you, but don't panic
Squeeze your nose closed, stop the blood flow
And tilt your head back slightly
Take a chill for a lil bit, you'll be aight, see
Some things in life occur to build strength
And I know that you're just a little kid but God's got big plans for you if you still here

[Spoken Outro: Dominique's Mother]
Oh my god. I can't believe this is happening. Is he gonna be okay? Is his nose broken? That motherfucker gon' pay. Where he at? Did he go to jail? I need to put him in jail, or somebody gonna have to put me in jail. Look what you did to my son, you motherfucker! Oh my god! Oh!