Garden Grove

We took a trip to garden Grove

It smelled like lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah

This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door

It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme

I got the microwave, got the VCR

And I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah

If you only knew all the love that I found

It's hard to keep my soul on the ground

You're a fool, don't **** around with my dog

All that I can see I steal, I fill up my garage

'Cause in my mind

Music from Jamaica, all the love that I found

Pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound

It's you, it's that *****t stuck under my shoe

Gettin' hassled by the man

Sittin' through a *****tty band, hmm

All these things I do, they're waiting for you

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