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(The Lion)I mean what do you got going on there that's so good?(Violent J)Man, it ain't always all good at homebut the few days it is makes it all worth while.It's all about time and chance it's gotta beYou got trailer park moms winning powerball lotteryAnd if a little girl gets stuck in a wellYou got the whole world feeling the HellAnd trying to help,We got good intentions, maybe bad ideasLike fucking fine nedens laced with ghonereaBut the adventure is real and ain't nobody aloneEspecially me, so come the fuck on, let's get homeI got bitches to fuck we being rich asTruck at the Mexican festival hitting switchesThe bed be elevating, no hatingOnly congratulating, and the hoes steady tailgatingWith their neden holes waitingOn daytons, man that truck was so tight,That's why I'm trying to go back sometimes it be alrightAnd the rest of the bullshit, I can walk right throughI'm tryna see a wheel chair,a hot nurse, at a 100 and 2 years oldAnd the treeSongtexte(Scarecrow, Tin Man, Lion)And the herbAnd the smokeAnd the ganj(Violent J)The tree is all right(Chorus)It ain't much going on but that's where I belongBecause some of them days be shiny diamonds, (sometimes)And it can't be wrong,because some of them nights the moon be shining, (sometimes)Like a world of gold, so much unexploredAnd I be climbing, homies rhyming, heavenI'm in, people can do they thing(Bridge)And mine is singing, (singing) I'm singing...Like Michael Jackson ya'llI said I'm singing, (singing) I'm singing...With out the little boys and the plastic nose...(Violent J)We kick the wicked shit in packed ass clubsWe scrubs, your everyday Joe's, Mike's, and Tom Dub'sBut that's are thing and we love that shitAnd people sick, thinking wicked shit gone quitTell me why do stress be, L-I-F-EEveryday's a new adventure for the fella's with meWe only got so long I'm tryna get out and seeI'm tryna get out and be, who tryna do it like meYou might see from above, you might fall in love,You might get your dick sucked from the back like whatYou might discover your nitch, and look you ain't a bitchAll this just days after you was gone quitI ain't on some mother you whack motherfuckerThis shit for juggalos, we talking to each otherNot them other hoes, we shudder those hoes to back rowsAnd crack those Faygo's and the place explodesAnd the cush(Scarecrow, Tin Man, Lion)And the greenAnd the sassAnd the dro(Violent J)The cush is all right,(Chorus)It ain't much going on but that's where I belongBecause some of them days be shiny diamonds, (sometimes)And it can't be wrong,because some of them nights the moon be shining, (sometimes)Like a world of gold, so much unexploredAnd I be climbing, homies rhyming, heavenI'm in, people can do they thing(Bridge)And mine is singing, (singing) I'm singing...Like Eddie Vedder only better...I said I'm singing, (singing) I'm fucking singing...And making cheddar somehow and smoking shredder somehow, wow.(Chorus)It ain't much going on but that's where I belongBecause some of them days be shiny diamonds, (sometimes)And it can't be wrong,because some of them nights the moon be shining, (sometimes)Like a world of gold, so much unexploredAnd I be climbing, homies rhyming, heavenI'm in, people can do they thing(Bridge)And mine is singing, (singing) I'm singing...Like Axl Rose and them, when he was with Slash and them...I said I'm singing, I'm (singing)...I'm fucking singing, fucking singing, I'm fucking singing...(Scarecrow, Tin Man, Lion)Well let's get you home then!! Aus Songtexte Mania