Lyrics:
The burger beads of gristle marbled hard
And strewn like clam-shell pearls in your back-yard
Race me down, Felipe, race me down
To the small and secret
Think of all the pearls in the ocean
Think of all the pearls
This poor, cobalt clam
She tried so hard
To stay still and wide-shut
Just to keep out
the pack
Don't wake sleeping wolves
Don't make a noise
Or they rape your fucked up mind
Play your role
Try so hard to stay clam
Listen to all their life
Where am I? Am I on the edge? On or off?
It's hard to tell like clams or seashells
Make way for a raging blast, last all night
'Til I fade away like
Butterflyfish! Butterflyfish! Butterflyfish!
Im a
Butterflyfish! Butterflyfish! Butterflyfish!
Thick and hard shell
heavier than two men
The biggest shellfish, Im
wears thongs to work
She owns a meth-lab and a rabbit and a partner and a shotgun she calls Jerk
Her vains run with gasoline, her clam is as hard
shut like a clam
It's hard enough not know if it's true or a scam
It's hard enough to lay it out when your heart's so beat and bruised
It's hard enough
weed, then you pull on someone when you're young
But you find out life isn't like that
It's so hard to comprehend
Why you set up your dreams to have
weed, then you pull on someone when you're young
But you find out life isn't like that
It's so hard to comprehend
Why you set up your dreams to have
[MH]
I'm fresh as a daisy, hard as a rock
Fit as a fiddle, proud as a cock
Bright as a button, sly as a fox
Shy as a violet and strong
a fine romance
A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is
We two should be like clams in a dish of chowder
But we just fizz like
happiness is empty rooms and drinkin' in the afternoon
Well, I suppose I'm happy as a clam
But if it's got a thing to do with smilin' or forgettin' you
bullshit behind
Now I'm closed like a clam, it's hard to let new people in
Fucks Sake
Just know I'll jigga if he mentions me
Don't care what he's been
happiness is empty rooms and drinkin' in the afternoon
Well, I guess I'm as happy as a clam
But if it's got a thing to do with smilin' or forgettin' you
hard to understand
Why the world is your oyster but your future's a clam
It's got you in its grip before you're born
It's done with the use of a dice
that
It's so hard to understand
Why the world is your oyster but your future's a clam
It's got you in its grip before you're born
It's done with
that
It's so hard to understand
Why the world is your oyster but your future's a clam
It's got you in its grip before you're born
It's done with
Everything ya clam hard i do easily
Scars from the ghetto still got me smoking on OG
Still they dont believe in me leaving cause of what im achieving
Better
Working hard for the deal
You're sucking on the crack
You're high for the devil
But you got no name
You are my Lucifer
You're animal does cry
hard to understand
Why the world is your oyster but your future's a clam
It's got you in its grip before you're born
It's done with the use of a dice
suddenly been reduced to that of a
Cherrystone clam)
My teeth look like plastic in chips
And there on my chin I discover
One lonely red and arrogant
out of lies
Coming down like a bird floating on the mist
Turn on the track back track and twist
You work hard to climb the list
Twenty years
the meaning of the words
If happiness is empty rooms and drinkin' in the afternoon
Well, I suppose I'm happy as a clam
But if it's got a thing to do with
proud to say I come from LA damn
This for the hustlers, hard workers working for clams
Wakin' up every morning givin' life another chance
Your work is not
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