do-do-doo Do-do-do The sky was gold, it was rose I was taking sips of it through my nose And I wish it could get back there, some place back there Smiling in the pictures you would take
goodbye, yeah Dont explain it away 'cause, it just ain't my thing All this articulating It's just a little heartbreak why make it more than it seems
If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it
And it's to all those locos that like to gangbang Because I do it when I have to when it's every fuckin week And always kickin it with my homies But
you called it That's why I smoke blunts now an' run with alcoholics I'm gettin' threats to me, comin' from my enemies An' in they dreams, it's Hell where
a moan, "It's the cursed cold, it's got right hold 'til I'm chilled clean through to the bone. Yet tain't being dead, it's my awful dread of an icy grave
minute to get us up in it but everybody shiver when I deliver the jock pops up Underrated he made it a bomb with the heat Makin' it so it ain't never
and blocks Money to be made and we gonna make it But how in the fuck would I let you And finally let no other mothafucka take it So I'm taking packs
it blows my mind, oh well whatever - we're so good together, when you matty me you'll be my wife. I'm in love, its great, see you again - can't wait
-wheeler again But this old base'll keep me in touch with all my trucker friends Teddy Bear's gonna back on out now and leave you alone 'Cause it's about
mains In a lukewarm bath and sit in it till my arteries drain Do it right this time so I don't have to do it again 'Cos there's nothing more pathetic than a cry
Take your worthless denials they're all you've got left to lose Take your Tinkerbell lies and your weary desires Take the tears in your eyes take your
love You played me like I was your toy But soon you'll cry just like a little boy When you get back twice what you gave So open up take your medicine
would not cry over you Now I feel it all inside Thoughts of you Keep driving me crazy And if I don't sleep Then it won't even faze me Some people call it
kind of life, Baby, Baby I want something else, I'm not listening when you say, Good-bye. The sky it was gold, it was rose, I was taking sips of it
sky was gold, it was rose I was taking sips of it to my nose And I wish I could get back there Some place back there Smiling in the pictures you would take
curse You can shout it out in rhyme or verse And you can tell me that it's never been worse Then take that old sows ear and turn it into a purse With
up] my mellow [a check it out] it's on you so what the fuck you're gonna do? Now gather 'round yo And check it out yo And all the bitches come and suck