to the people that we love The things we do to the people that we love The things we do to the people that we That we love
lips The things we do to the people that we love The way we break if there's something we can't take Destroy the world that we took so long to make We
lips The things we do to the people that we love The way we break if there's something we can't take Destroy the world that we took so long to make
bouquet of Mary Janes Flowers That kush I promise thats my dude But we don't smoke that Reggie Bush And I'm with two women, make you take a second look We
Fuck George Bush Still on the block where it's hot murders be overlooked Dreams and nightmares Everythings right there In the city that don't care Somehow we
get it on We're all sensitive people With so much to give Understand me, sugar Since we've to be here Let's live I love you There's nothing wrong with
waking up the dead Then we playin kickball with somebody's head We got skinny dipping in the barrels of toxic waste After that I pour myself a little taste So tell your daughter that
together brother and sister Hey now people get together when they come to trace and track you down my friend ohioi in any kind of wheather Watch out people
niggaz Believe me, it's ghetto love, I bet you seen it all befo' Just to get by, my people we get fly My people we get high, fillin cigars with the lah
give you a gentle push I swell with pride to see the countryside When I wander aimlessly through the bush 'Cause that's where I get my music And that'
said, roll it up take a hit and then pass it That's how we do it when we roll down grass shit It's guarenteed everytime we get hoe's I play on my guitar
asteroid With my pictures in 'em, twirlin' towards Earth Pass, avoid, I'm swirlin' my verse like Merlin in Church Burnin' Bush of books, read, see a people
seen We?re the ones who still believe And we?re looking for a page In that lifeless book of hope Where a dream might help you cope With the Bushes and
ever more fucked up, is we enjoy what were doin so much there ain't nothin that we love more than +Pullin Your Skirts Up+ And exposin you hoes so much, people
" They judged us, thinking that we dumb 'cause where we come from Got a little older and now I see Young niggaz wanted by the powers that be (powers that