- Ronnie James Dio -
Now I fall deep in, when I shut my eyes I see faces
the traumas stopped and now I`m in another tight place
--- the cracker is on the brain
I look at Will and he feels the same
and I say my god, how come she don`t love me?
I don`t know why she never gimme gimme gimme love
I don`t know why she never gimme gimme gimme love
hip hop don`t stop
the shallow water, ravers are for real, time to come
control my temper, so i never turn my palm
this shits designer so I won`t complain
I look and Craig and he feels the same and I stop
Now I fall deep in when I open my eyes I can only see space
shut your mouth I give in I see your face
better get my backpack it`s time to leave
I`m gonna go with my homie Steve down to Florida
he`s got all the chorts there
pick it up pick it up pick it up
I lost control and it`s all because of you
I lost control and it`s all because of you
here we go here we go here we go
Chris Dumm has got the grilled cheese
talkin` bout the Chris Dumm
I`m talkin` bout the Chris Dumm
till I`m laid to rest
---- theres no life in the east uh
I know the west is the best
the propaganda been spread
tounges will half to confess uh
till I`m laid to rest
---- theres no life in the east uh