West Coast

Crazy causing trouble drug abusing

I've gotta drinking problem I'm not looking for solutions

Uh, and I'm the reason the beats bang

A punk rock criminal I talk with the street slang

People talk but ain't a true that we catch you up

It's so tough the music hits you harder than you hold up

I'll take you for your riches while the cops are eating doughnuts

It's so nuts the doctors wanna lock me away

See people either dock me or they mock what I say

For you can find me smoking Buddha by the dock of the bay

(hey hey)

We got homies in New York we got respect in LA

We got some hot chicks out in Vegas we got some poker to play

This is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) Calais call it Hollywood

Alcoholic frolic always up to no good

And this is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) the city of sticky greens the best coast if you know what I mean

Now I was driving through the bush with a trunk full of cush when the car broke down I told my girl get out and push

Man I don't understand why the earth should be illegal

'Cause there's people drinking forties running around and killing people

It's a cases circumstances times are getting rough

Everyone has a gun they don't break-dance enough

Everyone's looking for the easy way out

We meet women on the road and are all easy no doubt (uh)

I used beg my mom for a new pair of sneakers

But nowadays I'm paid and we're sponsored by Adidas

Boom boxes, bitches, boots and sweat suits, Chevy's on switches, lovin' tattoos

This shit we say makes the world go round

But nothing can compare to when your girl goes down

I like them feisty, nice and dirty with class

Not so dirty that there dirty but so dirty they last

This is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) Calais call it Hollywood

Alcoholic frolic always up to no good

And this is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) the city of sticky greens the best coast if you know what I mean

[x2]

We do it all night long and on and on [x2]

The city of dreams sick of them raw

And when it comes to our dreams we're livin' them all

But nothings changed

You can read our name on the wall

You see we got it like that

No we got it like that oh

And I admit I'm addicted to the dope life that heaven sent

I admit that this life could kill an elephant

And this mic could kill a million men

And this tinkle fuckin' lady and all of her friends

Damn, keep the banging get your swerve on

maybe this could be the album that I keep my shirt on

So take this track and put it in your pipe

Crazy Town represent yo' we're livin' the life

This is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) Calais call it Hollywood

Alcoholic frolic always up to no good

And this is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) the city of sticky greens the best coast if you know what I mean

[x2]

We do it all night long and on and on [x4]