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to beautiful Texas
Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee
California is the garden of Eden
It's a paradise to live in or see
But believe it or not
You
At the river's edge.
[Chorus]
White wolf waits,
Grey wolf howls
At the girl by the river's edge.
The bullet head boys
With their baby blue eyes,
Their
My mama don't understand
She's impossible to the core
Now she says that she's gettin' married
He's a friend of a friend of the boy next door
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
The man in the back smokes a pack and a half
Sayin "one more time
On and on
And I am old
And will be gone.
Bring him peace
Bring him joy
He is young
He is only a boy
You can take
You can give
Let him be
Let him live
On and on
And I am old
And will be gone
Bring him peace
Bring him joy
He is young
He is only a boy
You can take
You can give
Let him be
Let him live
Please come to L.A., we'll live forever
The California life alone is just too hard to bear
We'll live in a house that looks out over the ocean
On and on
And I am old
And will be gone.
Bring him peace
Bring him joy
He is young
He is only a boy
You can take
You can give
Let him be
Let him live
rebuilding
87 Billion dollars spent by our so-called government
Yet we need textbooks and medicare
Shoes and clothes for boys and girls to wear
I must teach
I was caught in the deception of my own perception,
Believin' I would be the one, but I was hurt by my intentions
Foolish heart, naive mind, only
I do when they ask me
Sometimes I think my family is happier without me, me
I haven't been myself in weeks now
I'm runnin' by myself in these
to revenge me
Represent me, avenge me, eventually,
I had to do this shit by myself son, I'm angry
Changed me from a be-boy, rapping, graffiti
To a nigga down
an automatic, now I got static
See back in the days, I was a stone cold hood
Now I'm a paid hood, still up to no good
With my crew from the Heights
an automatic, now I got static
See back in the days, I was a stone cold hood
Now I'm a paid hood, still up to no good
With my crew from the Heights
Maybe they will see how it feels
Amazin' how when you change your perspective
Certain myths come tumbling down
The things you hate in yourself are
On the outside looking in
It's time to let the healing begin
A boy is strung out he's going through hell
His mother weeps
His spirit is broken and there's
Stop
Words by Bistro Boy
You know we can´t have everything in life, they say
But we may think we have a choice
You know, take the path forward,
go
in pain
She, she
She raised their boys and girls knowing exactly they were to enslave her seeds, her seeds
She, she
Today she is still holding,
And he thinks to himself, it's easy meat
So he stands by me, just sniffing in
You know, ready to move on the little kid
But I've seen this before, this
me of stolen kegs
This reminds me or throwing eggs
At the neighbour's house, when that punk came in
And we chased him out, and we broke his legs
This
on the brink and you seem to need a bigger hint
Why else do you think
I'm always showing up for drinks?
I don't live in your area.
I love you, duh
I love you,
Our feelings get caught up in it
I ain’t trying to live that image of a Mike Tyson or Ike
So dismiss the force of fists in a fight
And it’s unlikely
whoa whoa)
First 48 he in that room, I heard he slipped when he told
Got this beat from our boy Ye, you know they dipped it in gold
I been hustling
been down for a minute now
There's none flyer, all the live wires in the ground
A young messiah, admired by entire town
Sun-fire, stay higher than
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