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a brown L.A. haze
And I just want you back by my side.

Yes it's been quite a summer,
Rent-a-cars and west bound trains.
And now you're off on vacation,
a brown L.A. haze
And I just want you back by my side.

Yes it's been quite a summer,
Rent-a-cars and west bound trains.
And now you're off
lonely days in a brown L. A. haze 
And I just want you back by my side 

Yes, it's been quite a summer 
Rented cars and west-bound trains 
And now
a brown L.A. haze
And I just want you back by my side.

Yes it's been quite a summer,
Rent-a-cars and west bound trains.
And now you're off
ain't growin' like they ought to be they ain't had good rain since '53
We're skinny but we're healthy so we won't complain
We're in pretty good shape for
sixteen
Neubaten tee, plaid flannel-laden adolescent art kid
Tony Hawk hair, Skinny Puppy denim
And a record player vomiting Alien Sex Fiend
Peel
a child seat, tucked in the baby Taurus (D-G-L!)
I'm on skinnies, two with me
Battle of Armi, '89 in it I'm blowing on Phillies
And yeah I'm high as fuck
a child seat, tucked in the baby Taurus (D-G-L!)
I'm on skinnies, two with me
Battle of Armi, '89 in it I'm blowing on Phillies
And yeah I'm high as f***
a child seat, tucked in the baby Taurus (DGL!)
I'm on skinnies, two with me
Battle of Armi, '89 in it I'm blowing on Phillies
And yeah I'm high as fuck
turtle neck and my chain so skinny
Beer light all night, stand up get dizzy
Light cup, beer drink, thin so chain,
Neck turtle fat, man I won't say it again
Money Hot Boy that stood still
I got a good deal
I'm from a trill hood
I smoke real good
Slide on them skinnies in the bike with an ill hood
Pipes,
Money Hot Boy that stood still
I got a good deal
I'm from a trill hood
I smoke real good
Slide on them skinnies in the bike with an ill hood
Pipes,
niggas rich then the crew must love me
4Hunnid chain by the tummy
Skinny jeans, thing hang by the tummy
Don't underestimate me buddy
This 4 pound bark
a child seat, tucked in the baby Taurus (DGL!)
I'm on skinnies, two with me
Battle of Armi, '89 in it I'm blowing on Phillies
And yeah I'm high as fuck
Don't put on the smiths 
Don't put on the skinny puppy 
Don't put on the cure 
Don't put on the smiths 
Don't put on the echo belly 
Don't put
love to hear the don speak
That's because my dialog ain't in arms reach
Nah I ain't wit the coward ish
First the skinny jeans now they wearin’ blouses
shooters that are watching for me.

I'm heavy, I'm colder,
Better me know, sir,
I can tear apart mc's 
But I'd rather read a book on childcare by Keri
Money Hot Boy that stood still
I got a good deal
I'm from a trill hood
I smoke real good
Slide on them skinnies in the bike with an ill hood
Pipes,
shooters that are watching for me.

I'm heavy, I'm colder,
Better me know, sir,
I can tear apart mc's 
But I'd rather read a book on childcare by Keri
the Crypt.
I met Ghetts when I was fourteen, lost touch.
By sixteen, I'd linked up with Ghetts again
Rolling with The Movement and started doing sets for
The Truth and The Reason
I can't give you the answers (Nope)
I try to do the right thing
But I swear by god
I'm not Spike Lee, I skip my school days (Fuck