, let's stay inside. I'll be the husband with a book for a bride. Tonight, let's stay inside. I could play guitar. I've got so many songs that you never
Now whether you're a senior citizen or just a tyke Just grab a seat and pay attention as I rock the mic I wrote a couple of rhymes, I call 'em 'Just
Drugs rule everything around me, fiend get the powder, drink another beer ya'll [x4] I keep it underground, like showbiz and a.g like Necro, cut you
Like a bomb I'm dropping yes a ton of lead You're trying to figure out the last thing I said I'm a redwood I love to be a tree yes I'm a druid My words
a jerk. The purist turns a deaf ear. He's such an intellect, Does he think his censorship is gaining our respect? The raising of a fist, like a trigger of a
me a hundred dollars. Then I'll make a phone call. [Roxie Hart] A hundred dollars? Will you just... I mean, it seems pretty stiff for a phone call. [
Some jail shit? Never even walked through a junk yard I thump hard Make a nigga yell for crew quick A true bitch, eat a nigga up like a chew-stick Too
When I'm parched nigga, take a sip of some kerosene Mixed with promythosene, turn your block to a terror scene Shit you ain't never seen Twenty millimeter tank rounds eatin' up everything
talk hard Some jail shit? Never even walked through a junk yard I thump hard make a nigga yell for crew quick A true bitch, eat a nigga up like a chew
myself get a bald head and say go to hell but your a snake your a worm bald head bitch you need a perm oakland california is the city of liers fresh barbed
your ring Our feet won't hardly touch the ground We'll float away without a sound You want to reach out and touch my hands You promise you'll do everything, everything, everything
since you been gone I did a whole lotta good, I did a lotta wrong I made a whole lotta change, I wrote a lotta songs Sometimes I felt weak, most times
weither you're a senior citizen or just a tyke, just grab a seat and pay attention while I rock the mic, I wrote a couple of rhymes, I call 'em 'just
a hold of my heart Someone's got a hold of my heart You- Yeah, you got a hold of my heart Just got back from a city of powder blue skies Everybody thinks
a trip, I'm back with a tan I'm with a diva, sipping margaritas with my back in the sand Or I'm on a yacht getting my cock wet from a Chinese freak Trying
a bomb, I'm dropping yes, a ton of lead you're trying to figure out the last thing I said I'm a redwood, I love to be a tree, yes I'm a druid my words
and got blue balls [Chorus:] Oh, Its a blutiful day It's a blutiful world I'm in a blutiful car And got a blutiful girl It's a blutiful night My chain