Lyrics:
memories on this nervous evening
Seems like an era since we left San Francisco
And as we watch the great wave receding
We realize history is hard to know
We
your vega
We'll make San Francisco like Jamaica
I don't even fuck with all you haters
The bottom line is making all that paper
Like TNT imma bout
biz
Damn I'm so fucking lonely
All alone on this fucking trolley
Riding down the San Francisco streets
Pickin myself up piece by piece
Walking across
my mind’s eye
Plant roots in pretty places
Just to have a good time
But lately San Francisco got me so occupied
I really should go see you once then
dick go (Goddamn)
Just got my rap check man it came straight up from Distro
I know a hoe that wanna fuck in San Francisco
Aye let's fuck, it go
Now I hit
hit my phone when I'm sleeping
Bringing my clique up with a beacon
Cliffhanger i'm the end of a season
Catch your bitch with me in San Francisco next
of dreams and my one shirt on my back
I left there looking for some things to find
[Verse 2]
Rode my thumb to San Francisco,i worked down by the bay
Got
He shacked up with a girl that he met down at the AA
She used to be a dancer by the San Francisco Bay
Shaking and grinding for 27 dollars a day
like the year
I was really going somewhere
We were living in San Francisco
With flowers in our hair
Singing songs of kindness
So the world would
memory tonight
It was San Francisco
Silly suits and white ties by the bay
You appeared with your papa
Tears were rollin' down your mama's face
going to San Diego, here I come
San Francisco, won't be long
Sacramento, whoa yeah, in the sun
I just might go
Oh, I said I'm going to San Diego
shorts on a sunny San Francisco day
I like to hang out by the water of the sunny San Francisco Bay
I'm gonna rock like no one ever told me to stop
Make
to be crucified?
The best that they can do
is just hang me from the nearest tree
Cause it?s midnight in San Francisco
and I?m waiting here for Jesus
alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate me, Chocolatate'
Take 'em and rock now play
Do the fuck
San Francisco morning coming clear and cold
Don't know if I'm waking or I'm dreaming
Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief
He said, musics
that other children had
I spent five years in an orphan's home but I ran off one day
And I hoboed an old freight train to San Francisco Bay
I've fought
San Francisco morning coming clear and cold
Don't know if I'm waking or I'm dreaming
Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief
He said, musics
of San Francisco, word from Peking
The trouble was started by a young Errol Flynn
Better in my day, oh Lord
For when we got bored we'd have a World War,
two-step
I left San Francisco, I've been coverin' Joni
And I'm dancin' with Joan
It's kinda hard to find love
When you're used to rollin' like
of San Francisco, word from Peking
The trouble was started by a young Errol Flynn
Better in my day, oh Lord
For when we got bored we'd have a World War,
nobody bad like me
Spell
C-O-O-L
What's that spell?
C-O-O-L
I might dine in San Francisco
Dance all night in Rome
I go any freakin' place I want
I slept in a garage in San Francisco
On the same night David Bowie died
cnd all the lights down in the city
They were shining a little extra bright
blunt huh? Hash oil
My Panamanian saha from south San Francisco
on some marijuana farm down in San Luis Obisbo
Wake yo` ass up Charlie Hustle, wake yo`
talkin' to
I'll look for you in old Honolul-a
San Francisco, Ashtabula
You're gonna have to leave me now, I know
But I'll see you in the sky above
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