I bring it to you live Stay in a child's place, kid you out of line Criminal minds thirsty for recognition I'm sippin', E&J, got my mind flippin' I'
looking It's Friday, you in for a long stay, gettin' shackled on the bus First thing come Monday, hoping in your mind you'll be released one day But knowing, home
, kid, you know I bring it to you live Stay in a child's place, kid, you outta line Criminal minds, thirsty for recognition I'm sippin' E&J, got my mind
my mind! Don't you try. You see, I ain't no fool. No, I can tell, Oh, baby, you ain't my kind! My kind! I'm in love with a down home man. Simple lovin
I've been away too long awhile I lost my rhythm, I forgot my style Too complicated for this simple man But now I understand Like a circle peg in a square
johnny, johnny wanted to run, But the movie kept moving as planned The boy took johnny, he pushed him against the locker, He drove it in, he drove it home
blades hit somethin' Maybe just fate, but the blades hit The 'copter went up in flames And Johnny never went marchin' home Johnny never went marchin' home
you Home is the castle you built in my mind I'm home anywhere, anytime Peaceful and patience, easy taken time It's so nice to have a simple mind I
tryin' to steal my ring I really can't say, 'cause I don't know why People out here droppin' dead like flies I used to see a home boy givin' five Now
, are my raps too weak? Boy, you're too grown, don't say I'm borin' Just because you know I come from California Where many rappers get no respect I'm at home
it made sense building me a fence Building me a home thinking I'd be strong there But I was a fool playing by the rules The gods made throw a dice their minds
box leftier often My pops left me an orphan My momma wasn't home Could not stress to me I wasn't grown 'Specially on nights I brought somethin' home
don't change 'Cause the more somethin' changes, the more it stays the same I might be simple, take it easy sometimes But I can be stubborn, when I've made up my mind
mars From men who'd sell us out To get themselves a piece of power We'd love to hear you speak your mind In plain and simple ways Call a spade a spade
the simple life Full of fun and joy Can't you see, I'm just a big ol' country boy And I like groovy people I'm talking 'bout Groovy, down home people
go where they let you do your thing in a cup And you take a diagnosis, you see your boy Shock G wrote this To open up your mind, do you know who I am
I ever wrote, what's fear? fear is an emotion what is death? Dark and mysterious art of a lyricist misguided angel I'm dangerous period. life's simple
[mad child] Experiment with mind control, crowd convulses We don't act on false impulses Discipline with fierce conflicts of interest Different opinions