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Money is what? |
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It's company and being healthy I love |
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Crashing clubs of the wealthily neighborly randoms |
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We fans of 'em and fond of 'em, speaking of hot tubs and special backrubs it's pleasurable |
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Party on, let me grab one of them beers, shuffle over |
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Wearily and speak heartily of past years |
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Yarns |
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Before you know the hour is long, we yawn slow, stretch out and we go to our cars |
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The ecstasy of latex folded in squares is lost on me when I'm holding her hand, she's hating on me |
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Rhyme posse share freestyle, creative army |
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We've armed one another with flair, delicatessen |
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Full of good recipes, lunch in the hood with family |
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Teach a good lesson, show respect necessity |
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Try to be moral, act ethically, although the track may twist tragically, hold fast and always be gallant |
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Check me out on the beach of life |
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Mellow beats, friends and lovers |
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And many others |
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So many of us try to exist in the beautiful |
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It's full, it's just bullshit as usual |
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On the beach of life |
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Mellow beats, friends and lovers, |
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And many others |
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So many others try to exist in the beautiful |
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It's full, it's just bullshit as usual |
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On the beach of life, mellow beats |
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It's full, it's just bullshit as usual |
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(It's for you) |
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The beginning and the end of the affair between yours truly and this beauteous woman friend flickered briefly |
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Not like the movies where reality's ridiculous but shit is harsh confusing, among friends amusing, the absurdities... |
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Situations you envision then approach nervously |
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I overrate my imperviousness like we probably all do, |
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On a journey with the people I choose to associate with for better or for worser, |
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Push me further on the random road |
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Wigga let's roll full out with abandon |
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Open toed sandals on the golden sand |
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Hand holdin, so you have a chance just to match pulses |
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Control emotions to what end? All sorts of friends |
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Ones that sometimes get the butt end, |
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Plus I wonder when, some of these hoes I'll get the butt eventually, to the patient good things come |
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Check me out on the beach of life |
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Mellow beats, friends and lovers |
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And many others |
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So many of us try to exist in the beautiful |
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It's full, it's just bullshit as usual |
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On the beach of life |
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Mellow beats, friends and lovers, |
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And many others |
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So many others try to exist in the beautiful |
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It's full, it's just bullshit as usual |
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On the beach of life, mellow beats |
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It's full, it's just bullshit as usual |
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(It's for you) |
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You just discovered blunts and beer |
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I try to look away you're right there we play the game of life and just raw dog all night |
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Nothing to fear in hindsight |
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Anticipate it all but that one massive thing that can blindside you |
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We drive the pairs up the coastline and climb a mountain and proclaim off the side of it |
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It's my friends and not nobody can touch even a piece, for one moment in time this stretch infinite |
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...hold on a minute, let's spit |
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It's chuck with piano |
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Rain has made it's showing again, north of Seattle |
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Brainstorm |
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And I will have to have a puff, |
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I level up when I get disheveled enough |
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We go front, back, side to side, and when the club let out then we'll dance outside |
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The car stereo |
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Do a aerial |
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Specifics keep it real everywhere where we go |
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Check me out on the beach of life |
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Mellow beats, friends and lovers |
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And many others |
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So many of us try to exist in the beautiful |
|
It's full, it's just bullshit as usual |
|
On the beach of life |
|
Mellow beats, friends and lovers, |
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And many others |
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So many others try to exist in the beautiful |
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It's full, it's just bullshit as usual |
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On the beach of life, mellow beats |
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It's full, it's just bullshit as usual |
