GFDD

My feet are on the ground
ear drums they start to pound
to the sounds that are all found
This is the life of the beat hound

ruhh

Hey folks how ya doin today

wanna get outa town, head down to san francisco bay

It doesn't matter if your pants are frayed
Your shoes ain't suede, you can still get laid
I don't really care that I'm not getting paid
I'm gonna to have some fun anyway

You think you can try and fucking stop me
But you fight like I fuck, real slow and sloppy
I'll fuck you up like an opium poppy
You can try but just like ramen you can't top me

got a new connect in santa cruz
gives me a half oz for a bottle of booze
you try and come up then you're going to lose
looking fresh underwater, new cement shoes

HANGING OUT with big SMOKE and OG LOC
slanging HOPE, uncut COKE and tring to TOKE
banging it out HARD with my favorite POKE
it ain't no joke (laughter) just don't try and provoke

gotta get the fuck out of this city
The land of the spun, son, is mighty shitty
all of the little people think they're really witty
and even the big ones inspire pity

hey baby where ya goin
do you wanna see what I'm showin
if you want the eruption to keep flowin
reach down and see what you can feel growin

dont let yourself get too offended
I left it open ended
you know it would feel stupendous
even if you think it smells horendous

xxx

I DON'T CARE

xxx

as i sit reclusive
smoking out the mutually exlclusive
i've come to realize the conflicts are all inclusive
and even though true happiness is all but elusive
I always end up hiding like a WWII jew civ

man fuck that make what you want and take what you need
comfort zones are just unecessary greed
dont make me feel like I impede, just because I travel at light speed
I proceed knowing what I want isn't guaranteed

it's just the flow of what we think we know
the all seeing eyes and a glass of bordeaux
might as well say that im john doe
but what's the difference between that and marilyn monroe

lately I've been a recluse and quite wihtdrew
and it seems like I spend half my life waiting in queue
so I've been seeking out things to do, like kung fu
but who knew that i'd meet you and listen to all the things you said that were never true

this metaphor you probably don't understand
try to make a day on a parcel of land
this faggot gypsy band takes anything out of my hand
dont think these lyrics have meaning, but these have all been planned

sometimes i dont know the things in my head
half the time i can't even comprehend
this life that i'm living, i feel it will never end
never end

sometimes i dont know the things in my head
half the time i can't even comprehend
this life that i'm living, i feel it will never end
never end
never end

xxx

Something to Do

xxx

Last night was another night on the street
I was just trying to find something to eat
Shuffling my feet to the beat while I beat my meat, just trying to be discreet

Sometimes I get the jungle fever, being a white man who likes the black beaver
I don't give a fuck if it's not shaved either, only when you have hair in your teeth are you a true believer
wondered upon an old man in an old van trying to hold hands with a member his favorite lady band
felt like I was being used to confuse this not so classy gent into paying dues to an organization he didn't belong to
it reminded me of you,
Forgot I was on ketamine, realized this' just a crazy dream,



I just wanna get out of my head, sometimes I think I'd be better off dead
But then I met you and realized it's true, life's a lot better when there's something to do
something to do
something to do
life's a lot better when there's something to do with you

xxx