Lyrics:
pours the gasoline
I'll fix your meals
I'll fix your meals, while your burns heal!
Find a house you don't have to rebuild
Stone by stone, brick by brick,
on the zipper, a gram by gram
Really don't serve that, holla at the door
He know where the herb at
A nervous burn that you need
Come to Californa where they
shawty by my side an she super fine
Oh shit now you got me singing oh my god
Love the way yo lips taste baby lollipop
Triple black 95s baby just because
like boys in the hood see me ride by up to no good
West Coast drive by status catch you at the light like Harold let you have it
All in my mind thinking
ladies throw their bones in my face
I get attacked by a kid with stereo sound
I don't want to hear it but he won't turn it down
Life is tough but it's
don't want to know
If I can live without
Your light
Your warmth
Your glow
Don't let the fire burn low
Don't let the fire burn low
You're blaming me
For
if loving you is like fire
I go do am till you burn
Yeah
I look into her beautiful face and
I tell her baby you're the one
Yeah
She told me if loving
wouldn't be bit by now?
Never gonna let you down
I'm out here letting you know now
Disco demons' out
Baby, you my baby?
Don't need you to save me
Just
swing by my room around ten
Baby, bring the lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby, if you wanted me then
fingers, yeah
What did you do to me?
What did you-- what'd you do?
They say the brightest flames burn out the fastest
Candlelight nights on the sofa we
With the boom the bat the bam well damn I rip shit
Of the shoreline rappin the land
It's the radical man sailin on a catamaran (Yeah!)
By the seaside
that I can't play by
Oh, all of a sudden everyone else knows everything
Give it to me, give it to me, why don't you give it to me
I'm gonna give it
fuck an MC
It's all about me, raise the flag when I drop my G
Mad love, give it to DC, all for the money, burn a sensee
Chill with the hoes, and get
keeps tellin' me I'm six feet deep
Don't remind me, even though I'm still alive I can't tell
The way I'm living my life I feel I'm going to hell
God
You ask me if I ever think about my ex anymore
Cause you found his photo in the back of my drawer in a little brown box
Well I don't care about
of the pig
Burn bright enough to see me
In Rainbow Ridge
Sat away from the rest
I'll be there nonetheless
Don't look for me
Don't look for me
Don't
big deal
But I got , Beat up
Beat up by Rock n roll
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VERSE 2
Ya know Practice makes perfect
Or so back in the day
But when I moved to the west coast
the way over on the West Coast
And me, I'm still tryin' to live half a life on the road
Seems I'm heavier by the year (heavier by the year)
And heavier
Step right up!
From the East to the West, from the North to the South
Sign up right'ere, your scheduled membership
To the drinkin club
Uh
Get on my hype
Sideshow shit, the West on fire
If she ain't a piece I'll run right by her
On some hyphy shit
Sideways two tires
I'm on one homie but I'm
waiting until the day they let Jacob Zuma rap
In the wild west living with the cow girl
Collecting paper in the street we the council
There’s racism still
falling, me falling, me falling
They don't wanna see me balling, me balling, me balling
Fuck it, man, I'm all in
I live by the code and it's death before
you're on
Get it ricky ric' -- what's wrong? my weed gone!
Who stole it? -- I don't know, y'all motherfuckers tell me
I broke it up and left the room
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over
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