Lyrics:
Krayzie:
Bone Bone Bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives]
I've been strugglin', hustlin',
As I collect my thoughts
Brake down this weed
I twist my Dutch
And light it up
Look back at life
I try to live my life
While I twist my Dutch
As I smoke
open arms
You say love is just too hard to find and you're tired of your broken heart You would rather live life on the run then be broken by love again
a booth by the door is a monsignor
Who has fallen asleep on his beer
Just over his head, a notice that read
To those who pass through these portals, have no
pounds for the ages
Stopped smoking papers now burn by the pages
Grinding gr grinding gr grinding the bud
Scrape up the resin and dust up for fun
Twist up
hell bent on leaving
Can’t blame her a bit
I put her through hell with this life that I live
Cause I’m a lonely drifter
I’m a rolling stone
I kick
word
We twist it up
We twist it up
We twist it up
Yeh why we all twist it up
We double up
In our four by fours with the rays out
Dont even want talk
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No, would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now
with all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
Yeah do I want to, with all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
You just hit me where I live
I
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No, would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now
alone
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
I found myself further and further from my home
And I guess I lost my way
There were oh so many
with all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
Yeah do I want to, with all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
You just hit me where I live
I
Smooth it out
This is a story about a drifter
Who waited for the worst while the best live 'cross town
Who never planned on having someday
Why me
the rain and piss you off your hands are shaking
Day by day
Week by week
Month by month
Year by year
Never changing
If you want make a stand you better not
can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said, ""No
Would you come home to me?""
frozen, a twists in our life)
As the times goes by thru and ups and downs
(A moment, frozen, a twists in our life)
How we live our life if we lose track
To leave me with hatred
To have me ashamed
Built on the premise of blame
This somber drifter
Obscured
Commanded by rage
He Finds Nothing
Forging
A man
Made
and writes without having to think twice
Without asking for advice, letting the scalps peel
Having brains picked by head lice before the scabs heal
His death
Smooth it out
This is a story about the drifter
Who waited through the worst for the best in crosstown
Who never planned on havin' so dick
Why me,
Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
, reaching high for that last score
Never thought we'd have a song like this
Had our lives then we add a little twist
Things are different, have been ever
still for that
It real get kilt for that
I twist up bags and throw em' zip lock bags
And let you bid for that
Mane I Live For That
A 5th of yac and this
The dust that rises from the land
While slowly dancing with the air
Into this vacuum filled by pale moon's glare
Is finding peace into my hand
You
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