Lyrics:
Let's build house at the top of the hill
Build it big with lots of rooms to fill
A tire swing and a wrap around porch
A skylight, green shutters,
Me and Sophia
We go swimmin' down by the rope-swing at night
Night air made us ice cream shiver
In the wadin' rushing river
And the night echoes all
not even cool
Talk, even when you not in the mood
This is love, gotta apply by the rules
You leaving now is like a twelfth grader deciding to drop
stackin', miss my niggas, this one for Lil Boosie
Come have fun with the gang, we turn shit to a movie
All these bitches groupies, I might buy some uzis
Helmet half-off and get some head later on, inspired by the pipes
Or I just might, hit a spot on Steinway right, see the vibe is like
Tell 'em, bring a few
Without my bending
Ending all existence, my rhymes blending
Niggaz up and liquifying
Punks are crying
Crews are dying
While the mack keeps shining
Stirring up those dusty mess halls
Teenage bodies unchained from their parents
Man, them old folks, they really lost it all
The only swing band left in
I followed the leader
straight to the edge of my abyss
Tricked by the lies from the feeder
indoctrinated with a promise
I save you from
the sun shine that's why god made summertime||gimme a tire swing down by the old creek|scraped knees damn it's only waist deep |jump in cool off your sun
after chugging some booze
Really thought I was the man, looking up to the crew
But all my homies thinking, "Merk, what the fuck's up with you?"
Then we
Tuck the cannon in the low fabric
Slick Rick grills, 24 gold karats
The Kimber K6s is so savage
It blew his brains all
Over the ghost mattress
Serve a couple tables and I'm off on my Bianchi
I'm outie kemosabe weaving all these zombies by me
Money, money, money all they ever fucking say
I
Jingle bell, jingle bell
Jingle bell rock
Jingle bell swing
And jingle bells ring
Snowin' and blowin'
Up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop
Has begun
Gonna learn how to think cause i'm drowning in sin,
Just wanna taste that cinammon skin.
I've gotta learn how to cry,
Taste a tear roll by.
Cause
Yeah, and the chemistry is clear
When the boundaries that restrain me
Can be overcome so easily
On a night when I was shielded
By a clutch
swim cap,
for whiplash protection
when we swing past,
billboards written in dingbat
meteorite bike fiends, on
Harleys going at light speed
forget
me tonight
Read my lips carefully if you like what you see
Move, groove, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me
up by myself inside an empty room
There's no body next to mine to ooh
But my skin is warm and my heart is full
It's the do do do do do do
Walking
it's not fiction it's a fact
Body of a goddess
Gotta be the hottest
You gotta swing my way so I can give you some of this (this)
And a little bit
Tell me what will become of the youth of today
In a culture blind to its own decay because
We're all caught in the big swing of things and
The knot's
Man without a rudder is ruled by the sea
Lost all anchors somewhere in the deep
Lover of machines-adrift in schemes
Cast his lot among rootless
But to me reminiscent of Jeff Goldblum, fallin apart
Breakin as the Brewin's in ya soul, dooms are given
And driven by the stress
Thoughts are deep
and things will work out anyway.
All the naked ladies... covered up by nothing.
Ooooooooooooooooo
Californication
Spooning in the dry sand.
The sand that
of lemons, spurred by the women
Just a part of yo livin'
And I'm feelin' that chu' really ain't got no pull on it
I'll put the hood on it cause you ain't
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