The beginning of the end, Of the heart lost, was my friend. The nature of that place, Sends a sweet smell, Around my head. Oh well. The hardest thing
I need a medic At age 8 imagined a Marsialago Comin in with Donatello and Leonardo Rocked a mask like Zoro, wanted money like lotto Summers by the beach house
[Verse 1:] It's Carson in the booth every time I record Compton, Watts, Inglewood, hood tour Beach, Gardena, I can say a couple more But if I do that
the house down. Yeah it was comfortable-like looking at life through someone else's rose colored glasses i found along with the soundtrack from childhood
need a medic At age 8 imagined a Marsialago Comin in with Donatello and Leonardo Rocked a mask like Zoro, wanted money like lotto Summers by the beach house
