Lying in my plastic bed Thinking how things weren't so cool for me My baby likes to shoot pool I like lying naked in my bedroom Tying on the dinosaur
, and oh yes, aunt Bea A fifteen pack of Old Millwalkee A Dalmation and a girlfriend, but I ain't got no mon-ne-ne-ne The 808 is within my reach Sublime
And I'm through, gonna fuck with you Then I say what the fuck with you? And I'm out for the nine-duce niggas Comin' with, this is nine-tre, still bad
{See, I chose, I chose this profession So therefore, I, I earn beer Pretty much You guys got matches? And I'm not lyin' one fuckin' bit, either Are you
On the freeway in the county, the sun don't shine I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a bati man Outside my cell, deputies creep And in this cell, all I do
Maybe one breath away I'll find the words to say I'll sit and light the bong I'll hold my hit in real long I don't know if I can Go up inside of you
And I'm through, gonna fuck with you Then I say what the fuck with you? And I'm out for the nine duce niggas Comin' with, this is Nine Tre, still bad
I smoke two joints in the morning I smoke two joint at night I smoke two joint in the afternoon It makes me feel alright I smoke two joints in time of
I told you, here they come now see them Yup both of the crews, I told y'all Looks like they gon' fight
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There's a steel train comin' through I would take it if I could And I would not lie to you because Sunday mornin' soon will come When things will be
We've got you in this fuckin' movie to exterminate all the lunitics all at once with a filetering system of God. We're the psyco-semantic police, you
I've got a hundred and ninety-six different kind of oil cans The electric toasters There isn't a thing in here that wasn't one time or another Used on
: We've got you in this fuckin' movie to exterminate all the lunatics all at once with a filtering system of God. We're the psycho-semantic police, you
: If you wanna live, treat me good. If you wanna live, I beg ya, treat me good. I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sides I'm dangerous, so
: Lyin' in my plastic bed, Thinkin' how things weren't so cool to me. My baby likes to shoot pool, I Like lyin' naked in my bedroom. Tyin' on the dinosaur
: Gwarn! Wake up in the in the mornin' and it's hard to live. Hard to live, yes it's hard to live And it will be a long time before that shit starts
: Music from Jamaica, all the love that I've found. Pull over, there's a reason why my soul's unsound.
