Garden Grove
We took this trip to garden grove
It smelt like lou-dog inside the van
This ain't no funky reggae party
$5 at the door
It gets so real sometimes
Who wrote my rhymes
I got the microwave
Got the VCR
I got the deuce-deuce
In the trunk of my car
If you only knew
All the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground
You're a fool
Don't fuck around with my dog
All that I can see I steal
As I fill up my garage
But in my mind music from Jamaica
All the love that I found pull over
There's a reason why my soul's unsound
It's you
It's that shit stuck under my shoe
It's tha smell inside the van
It's my bedsheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Being hassled by the man
Waking to an alarm clock
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on the freeway
Feeling depressed everyday
Leaving without making a sound
Pickin' my dog up at the pound
Livin' in a tweeker pad
Getttin' yelled a t by my dad
Sayin' I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
All of these things I do
They're waiting para fu
What I Got
Early in the morning
Rising to the street
Light me up that cigarette
And I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find the reason
Reason things went wrong
Got to find the reason why my money's all gone
But I got a dalmation
And I can still get high
And I can play the guitar like a mofo riot
Life is (short) so love the one you got
Cause you might get run over or you might get shot
Never start static I just get off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example
A tip fom me
Take all of your money
Give it up to charity
Lovin's waht I got
It's within my reach
And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you
Your gonna get what you deserve
Try and test that
You're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You'll feel it when the dance gets hot
That's why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes back to the rock
Fuckin' and fightin'
It's all the same
Livin' with Louie-Dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin'
Let the lovin' come back to me
Lovin' is what I got
And remember that
Lovin' is what I got
I said remeber that
Lovin' is what I got
And remember that
Lovin' is what I got
I got, I got, I got
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