Lyrics:
Mescaline tabs, 2Pac with the Pearl Jam
Lab rats, all clad in the Raider
Fit, cut throat like I'm a straight razor
Ramon to nitro, Pete Jack's like
I tell them they can't
I'm the man
And a gentleman
Can't find a better man
This ain't Pearl Jam
But I guess you're nothing man
My Vitalogy
Is vitality
get my currency in stacks
California's where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these niggas wonder by
I got shot but didn't die
Let 'em see who's next
ever
Hand in hand
This life's to short to ever let negativity win
Mmm
So lets rock and roll and hit the road
I don't care wherever you want to go
I'm by
fantasies when I
love,
love being in the middle of nothing
'cause nothing is the crowd
I'm waiting the life to come at my ( house )
I've just opened
left in her eyes
Motherfuckers live in their car and call it van life
Stop lying to yourself and just say you're homeless, you stupid, bum
I'm
the van
Blowing that smoke all by the O
In high school I was the man
Aye still that nigga I know
Getting us out the jam, built for the pressure
Yeah this
the earth
Defined by their tails, older than man's tale
They're storming, they live once again, again
Silence above our heads, no recognition
Defined by their
to live this life
It's feels like every occasion that I'm in, I've been stabbed by a fucking knife
I don't got friends
Fuck all this bullshit, we ain't
to live this life
It's feels like every occasion that I'm in, I've been stabbed by a fucking knife
I don't got friends
Fuck all this bullshit, we ain't
took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his
blinded by the lights
The good life, the gold plated mics
While our life's on the line, rolling dice
We can be so much more, so much more
If we weren't
debris
And bad programs of landmines
That remind me of the sexiest of slow jams
I pull a Glock or fiver murder the group by numbers
I was nursed by
vessels and cargos
And fortunes and sailor's lives were lost.
Yeah, but it's my life that's been wasted.
And I have been the fool
To let this manufacture
What kind of man would I be
If I accepted defeat
What would my eulogy read
Here lies a wasted soul
What would my destiny be
What sort of life
wasted
And this bottle taken ahold of everything that I've ever riddle with
Try to get rid of it melodies hidden divided by instruments
I cannot figure it
on the battle field doing up war
They need to 3up the 3up
They got Dets inside doing life in the pen
They need to 3up the 3up
Wasted years of my life trying
life deliver your life
Mother Ann said, oh, you don't want a faulty plan
Living for suits and ties is a wasted man
And now she is gone
Faded away
we all will turn
It's our fate to learn too late
The final breath of life we take
Nothing can save you from yourself
Death will come by your own
out
Rock, it's what we're all about
It's what we live for
Come on shout it out
Well, let's avoid confusion by makin' one thing clear
The rock we're
heart to the world and the world came in
Hello Mary Lou
Hello Miss Pearl
My fleet-footed guides from the underworld
No stars in the sky shine
survive, but not like that 9 to 5
You know this that shit that you bumpin' in your whip while you drive
I've been living life, and I hope that you do
With a mexicano like Ike
Soy veterano for life
In Jam Down commision they got my name up in lights
I represent for them thugs
That ride the boats
Runnin' for your life by the knife
Runnin' from your wife...yipes
You should've stuck with home
Your mind to blow your dome
It was you that
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