Lyrics:
him speak
?his tone is so unique?
but by the time commercial hits, you know his fame has reached its peak
Hollywood
Now it doesn?t really
summer by the sea!
Mmmm, Mmmm, wouldn't it be loverly?
All I want is a room somewhere,
Far away from the cold night air.
With one enormous chair,
so far away.
Nothing can take away the time and the memories we had.
Come back, to the days when we were young
Come back, to the days when nothing
on Death Row, so duck when I swing my shit
I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits
The gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethal
Niggas
to be good
A miseducation of Lauryn that
Stayed in the hood
See she probably could have
Made it in Hollywood
But she was misguided, misled
(What you gon' play now?)
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Every ghetto got a different name, but they all the same
So Coolio loco,
for a lifetime
And not get that far
You're running on empty
You're running on fire
'Cause in the end you will stand once again by my side
But
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
First time
How do you feel?
Little bit strange it's little unreal that
First time
You're far from home
Finally out there on your own
I lie so you lie
But I think we've lied too many times
Hit the ceiling of our sky
Why bother my other and call for another
Opposite side
I will
D-Magic said he had to have it
I said, "Just forget it, it's too crabby"
Know a little freak in Hollywood
Sucks on dick, does it real good
She'll give
don't care for shit you say
I met the folks I idolize and so far they're some white ass lies
Just country faking good disguise, now tell me how that
Hollywood time
Time flies, time flies, time flies, time flies
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I came here for a real good time, good time
We stars now, so
carpet by the paparazzi
And on the big screen
We'll watch our scenes
If we get that far
Then we'll all be stars!
Theater! (Theater!)
Screen! (Screen!)
Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly,
And the spiders from Mars. He played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special
are for
I never thought I'd feel this way
Well you came and opened me
And now there's so much more I see
And so, by the way, I thank you
or the cost
'Cause we goin' far, another drink, it might be a problem, I can't
Can't open my eyes, girl
'Cause I'm just too wasted
You're taking me higher
(What you gon' play now?)
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Every ghetto got a different name, but they all the same
So Coolio loco,
yeah)
Reluctantly we said good bye (ooh yeah)
And left our secret place so far behind
And I lay in bed all night and I was
Drifting, drifting,
somebody's mind
Don't you let another day go by
Don't let another day go by
Don't let another day go by
Hollywood makes you feel so good
It probably should
unaffected by,
The winter winds here, she'll pretend that
She's somewhere else, so far and clear
About two thousand miles, from here.
Well Peter Patrick
bus
And broke a heart
That had been so good to me
As far as I know
She went to live in LA
There was nothin’ more in Baltimore
After her kids moved away
Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly,
And the spiders from Mars. He played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special
Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly,
And the spiders from Mars. He played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special
Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly,
And the spiders from Mars. He played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special
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