Lyrics:
Mountains to the California ocean
Two tone, rag top, holes in the side
Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride
Daddy had a Buick, holes in the side
Daddy
Mountains to the California ocean,
Two-tone, rag-top, holes in the side,
Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride.
Daddy had a Buick, holes in the side
I said LA on my back arms
Plus I'm strapped in the booth
With the fo fifth
Yeah i keep them black arms
I keep the AK on Like Akon
Constantly Blowing
megaphone
Apparatus in the front with two big eye
Nted like appletons with miniature
Motorized frowning chrome
Eyebrows over them along the side of
His
Can't explain the other side
Answers lost before their eyes
Violence surges from inside
A state of mind that never dies
Born into a chosen way
I put on my clothes like a body guard
I put the dogs on patrol in my own back yard
I don't wanna fight but I'm constantly ready
And I don't rock
make us hole again
Instead, you've left me here
Alone with all my fears
A dream of what could be
I thought that if I hide away
That narcissistic side
specific day
His style never hollas loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that look like he always about to do shit
Side of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow
specific day?
His style never hollas loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that look like he always about to do shit
Side of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow
I dream about you, but I've never even seen your face
I'm thinkin' constantly about the way I feel to have you near
I wanna hold you in
You, you're tired of counting
The times in your life when you fell down the side of this mountain
You, you're so sick of trying
To get through this
you feel secure
In your sad hole of existence
Why is your jaw constantly clenched
Just go and figure out how to be a man
You stutter and mumble
With
bitch, the kind that like to snitch
You a lil bitch, the kind that turn on friends
You a lil bitch, just constantly talkin shit
You a lil bitch, the kind I
apparatus in
the front with two big eyes mounted like Appletons with miniature motorized frowning
chrome eyebrows over them. Along the side of his disc-like
the lonely side, yeah)
Well maybe there's a reason
Why I deprecate and weaken
My own sense of self
I need a change of season
As I deepen in this hole
Nobody
where we left
I’m constantly waiting, you’ll love me when I’m famous
There's a hole inside my chest
Good morning, ain't get no sleep last night
'Cuz you
What is there to find at the end of the tunnel?
I’ve heard about a white light
I’ve heard about a black hole
Will we ever meet again?
Am I chasing
soft side
Riding on a rock stuck in motion burning ozone
Think I'm gonna drop, but hey look I made a snow cone
Feeling like an AI
Find it hard
a life
Lived inside my mind
When I look up you appear
On the other side of the road
Smiling and poking holes
In the lines I couldn't
Bring myself to sing
Six-time felony, no one can handle me
I'm constantly fuckin up my family
To the moms a casualty, I got love
But this a little gangsta shit, to my thugs
[
I hate my face i hate my soul
I hate the skin im in tangled up like wires
In my pocket intestines
Please don’t hit my line i see
The darkest side
We are not demons
We're just people running free
Freedom can give you strength
Or make shit lonely
To beg or borrow
Burns a hole into our soul
But
I don't know what to say
Never been treated this way
Found a hole, I guess I'll crawl inside
You carry on with your life as if it never happened
Baby, you are looking fine
Why don't you come and spend the night
And we can share the time
Cause you're blowing me away
Constantly, day after day
I
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