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Mile by Mile (Honeybrowne) · Mile by Jazz Mile (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Boys Boys Boys (The Chiffons) · Boys Boys Boys (Sabrina) · Best of Sabrina: Boys, Boys, Boys (Sabrina) · Boys, Boys, Boys (Lesley Gore) · Boys, Boys, Boys (Lesley Gore) · The Beach Boys' Christmas Album (The Beach Boys) · The Beach Boys' Christmas Album (The Beach Boys) · Unsurpassed Masters, Vol. 7 (1964): The Alternate "Beach Boys Today" Album, Vol. 1 (The Beach Boys) – and 90 other albums »


Passin around the Cosmo, wearin out the cell phone,
Make it to the beach by ten.
Flip flops and lip gloss, bikini tops and cut offs,
Baby let the games
at the sea 
3,000 miles away there's nothing left for me 
If there ever was 
I hate California 

I don't blame the Beach Boys 
I don't blame Hollywood
of the clubs with you

I can't make all of your shows
I gotta scrape the ice off the van
I gotta shovel the snow
But if you stop by the Montrose beach
Southern Dream Track #22 2:44
Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee)
(John Lee Williamson)
Chicago, November 12, 1947
With Blind John Davis - piano, Big
the seven
Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven

Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about
the Beach Boys gone  Wiped out by tidal waves
No more surfing on oil kissed beaches  
The earth is changing and rearranging
No one left there meditating
(maybach music, its deeper than the verse baby, its deeper than the rap).

[Chorus]
Doing a 150 miles and running,
Get up in the way then you
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe 
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
snoring all night I can't sleep (hehe)
Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick
(Bad Boy Big, c'mon)

The doctor said I need
Hey Bobby
Why are you stayin' in here in this shadow?
Come over by the fire
I'll have a drink with you

This is our house now
So let's act like
and givin' me a sponge bath
Niggaz say I died dead in the streets
Nigga I'm gettin' high, gettin' head on the beach
Chillin', sittin' on about half a million
snoring all night I can't sleep (hehe)
Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick
(Bad Boy Big, c'mon)

The doctor said I need
a top boy Scorcher and Bashy cant do the same
Real reconize Real , how many albums have you sold to date
I aint saying im Wayne Or Kanye ,But im living
you all accuse me of trying to destroy
Let's rewind it to 89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
Crossin' 8 Mile in the border in the hate
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
you all accuse me of trying to destroy
Let's rewind it to 89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
Crossin' 8 Mile in the border in the hate
Reporting live from Hawaii with my girl
I brought sand to the beach
Working on vacay in the booth, sand on my feet
I'm from the ground up like
a Thugs Mansion

Dear mama don't cry, your baby boy's doin' good
Tell the hommies I'm in heaven and it ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last
Boy shit
We come to bring it to y'all niggas, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever
Black Rob
If you want to dance, we dance

Now trick what? Lace who? That
Verse 1: 

Don't underestimate the reach 

Here comes that city brother who lives by the beach 

Defari  work for Likwit organize 

Dodger hats
was a boy on the east side of Detroit
Crossin' 8 Mile in the border in the hate territory
I'd like to share a story, this is my story and can't no
cuz
You know my whole life, I wanted to be a gangsta, mane
I used to see my OG home boys at King Park
Ridin' on bikes with their canes with they
You come into the place with that look on your face
Before you ran the mile, you lost the race
So assume you're doomed when you step in the room
I'll
don't shoot anymore
My deal got signed so the spirits all up
We shot the album front cover up by the shops
We just wanna rep the manor right, give it

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