Songtexte:
Vast Don T Take Your Love Away

away. I'm X'd up but I see you drinking to an early grave. I speak my mind, and my mind's telling me that I don't care, I don't care. Nobody gives a

breakin' the law It's no antidote it's what you can't provoke So just relax with your girls or your mans and smoke And take a real hit, soon as it

a weed type sort motherfucker So if you had some weed here, what would you tell marijuana? [King Gordy] She my first love. I don't know where to begin

the flies!) DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! With

Bopper). Don McClain wrote the song "American Pie" about this tragedy.) "American bandstand. And now, here he is, the star of our show, Dick Clark." "Ask not what your

here) Revolution ain't them beats you record Sounding like my girl's cat when it walks across my keyboard You ain't different, you just can't work your equipment Now don't

the flies!) DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! DON'T FUCK AROUND! With

a weed type sort motherfucker So if you had some weed here, what would you tell marijuana? [King Gordy] She my first love. I don't know where to begin

away. I'm X'd up but I see you drinking to an early grave. I speak my mind, and my mind's telling me that I don't care, I don't care. Nobody gives a