(music of Garden Grove or Garbage Grove by Sublime) We took this trip to Shoalin Isle The air smelled like a pile of shit - oh yeah... We ain't no crappy sell-out rappers The Firm is hard as Hell I get real strung out sometimes Who wrote my rhyme I got my ninja stars, got my katana I'm a grab my gear and come lookin' for ya If you only knew how many I put underground You'd run away until I tracked you down You're a fool Don't fuck around with my team All that I do is seen by my God and He blesses me well Music from the heart is what I'm about Everynow and then I start to pout It's you It's that shit you tell me boo It's the motion in my pants It's cuz you don't wanna dance Gettin' slapped on the hand Listenin' about your tan Acceptin' when you're not in the mood Realizin' that I'm screwed Cursin' out the damn dee jay Feelin' depressed everyday Movin' without makin' a sound Tryin' to flip over your frown Livin' in a shitty place Listenin' to Wu with too much bass Sayin' I'm psycho when I'm not Forcin' me to tie the knot All these things I do Just to please you... End
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