Lyrics:
Town
We got all these bike paths that go around
And we're ridin' and a-singin' that sound
We're going east, we're going west
We're going downtown, too
had the whole town as a playground and we weren't at home at day
Those were the times catching yabbies with some meat and some twine
Tie the meat
It’s time for a ride, let’s go outside…
and ride through the town!
The wheels on the bike go round and round,
round and round, round and round.
empty chairs
On graduation day
Now everyone wants someone else to blame
In Maricopa County
Some kids on bikes found Hank in an arroyo south of town
I run around town, around round the town
With the pedal to the metal
The pedal to whatever
I run around town, around round the town
With
on the bike go down the hill
Down the hill, down the hill
The wind in the park blows my hair
Blows my hair, blows my hair
The wind in the park blows my hair
of the water
Out at the Salt Creek when I was young
Down at Old Mill Park, half the town's in tow
To crown the Bathing Beauty of the rodeo
While her mother
I hear the marching band, it’s a Friday night traffic jam
Growing up in a laid-back kind of town
The creek with friends on our bikes is where we’re
I wish I had a bike, I'd ride it through the desert
Up steep green mountains, and through shallow creeks
I'd ride it to North Texas, where my great
H-Town, southwest stop drop and roll
If I chunk the dub up, the whole hood rock n roll
Braaeswood, Woolfair, Clull Creek, Spice Lane
West Bellville,
Shawty thick swimming in bikini that is tie dyed
Double park you in, fuck it, do it on a line bike
Can you stop fucking staring
Baby that would never enter
creek
But now that's all a memory
I'll remember for centuries
It would break my heart just to
Leave a big ol' city
If it wasn't for the town that built me
I run around town, around round the town
With the pedal to the metal
The pedal to whatever
I run around town, around round the town
With
Just give me a light, shining from my bike,
Lighting up the road and lighting up the night,
Just give me a light, shining from my bike,
Lighting up
I’m sorry mister, but that ain’t good enough for me.
Early days, I wonder when the train ‘s leaving town,
I park my bike against a tree then the stairs
About to run the A
When we drop stanlanta
Bobby Creek
You know his motherfuckin' name nigga
Bobby Creek
He ain't no motherfuckin' game nigga
I'm
the pound, if you hatin' us
'Bout to paint the town, most hated what
Most hated what, grab the dice then shake 'em up
Talked hundreds since 8 and up
You
I live in a small town . . . deep in LA
About five miles north of where the Lakers play
Everybody here's from someplace else
Working all together
the way, could you bring me a sleigh.
Unless I'm living where there is no snow.
Instead I'll take a bike or skates, whatever warm weather dictates.
Unless
lip in her joyous work
And friends this is the realest place I know
It makes me squirm like a worm I am so grateful
You could ride your bike there
Hangin' out at the old park pool
Right after Sunday school
Banana Boat, a rubber float
Another summer afternoon
Bon fire at the creek tonight
Come an get rowdy
If you bout it
Get whiskey bent and hell bound
Music up loudly
Get cloudy
Rolling Stoned and I’m burnin it down
Park ya trucks
where the heavy-weighters move to raise their families
South Miami always showed me love them boys from the Creek
Lee Park and THC knew me before PIT
my clip I can park in your frame
Plus this Rollie on my wrist cost some cars and change
We talking bike life, 'bout to put a park in my name
Just
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