• The Vandals
• Vandals
• Matthew Good Band
• Yo Gotti
• Goodie Mob
• Mellowhype
• Angry Salad

I live in the land of the freeways
Home of the smog and traffic
The sun and the air
The mountains and sea
Streams and palm trees
The valleys...
The canyons...
The mountains...
The beaches...
Hollywood, downtown, the valley
Are all places you should see
The city at night, the city so bright
a short time away a campfire sight
The missions...
The mansions...
The farmlands...
Punk rock bands...
People come from all over
to work and live in the sun
It's always so nice
my own paradise
The desert , the snow
So many places to go
The people...
The places...
The weather...
The faces...
That's for me

I live in the land of the freeways
Home of the smog and traffic
The sun and the air
The mountains and sea
Streams and palm trees
The valleys...
The canyons...
The mountains...
The beaches...
Hollywood, downtown, the valley
Are all places you should see
The city at night, the city so bright
a short time away a campfire sight
The missions...
The mansions...
The farmlands...
Punk rock bands...
People come from all over
to work and live in the sun
It's always so nice
my own paradise
The desert , the snow
So many places to go
The people...
The places...
The weather...
The faces...

Rico was a short man
Wants to live with a long haired girl in
Cosa Meda
Rip off fruit stands
During the getaway
She will drive the Vespa
He's gonna buy a parrot
That speaks her language
But all it'll say is what are you doing with him
Let's take off, take off, take off, take off
Everyone's gotta be something
Me I'm garbage
It's all I ever wanted to be
Shock me again and I'll say
Anything you want me to
Let it play out
Buy the rights to endless love
If your friends don't like it
You can tell them for me to
Fuck off, fuck off, fuck off, fuck off
Everyone's gotta be something
Me I'm stupid
It's all I ever wanted to be
Shock me again and i'll say
Anything you want me to
Everyone's gotta be something
Me I'm loaded
It's all I ever wanted to be
Shock me again and
I'll stay

[Verse 1]
My home boy rico, fell in love wit kesha
Full time freak bitch part time teacher
Me and kesha cool cuzz I use to fuck tammy
That's her lil sista just moved to miami
Kesha was the driver when I was takin trips to mexico
Got the head once and I ain't eve fuck the hoe
Course I told rico now tammy cant stand me
Before I fucked the bitch me and him was like family
And kesha start hangin round niggas couldn't trust her
But money over bitches that my mothefuckin brother
Sticking to the g-code, fuck one of these stank hoes
Of course I went told what she said back to rico
Rico gott mad excelled and start clickinq
Pulled his pistol out and told me stay up out his business
Told me he would kill me if I ever fucked his bitches
And he ain't pay me shit for them last five chickens
Rico trippin out rico know I ain't no hoe
Rico know he should have killed me
Rico know I ain't gone go
Rico still fuckin kesha, kesha still fuckin up
Rico still owe me a hundred grand and plan on running off
Rico mama know my mama we like family rico smart
But rico know what I know cant no one save him but god
I know rico ain't no sucka rico gutter he got heart
Rico merked so many niggas but his weakness is a bar
Now ico fuckin tammy cuzz he wanna pay back kesha
Kesha wanna pay back rico, I don't give a fuck bout neither
This bitch kesha so fucked up she been fuckin wit danetta
Gave dat bitcch a couple stacks she called rico up to meet him
Rico walked into the house I was sittin right on the couch
Rico thought he saw a ghost kesha standing right by the door
Rico one shot to the head, kesha screaming out he dead
Uu' know I cant leave no witness kesha pow, I fled
[Chorus]
If uu; a real nigga then uu' stand for sumthing
By the way never change gotta stand for something
Its a hard man life and the streets made to go
One thing about it I don't love these hoes
I want it cuzz I got it and it __ all fishy
__ not to love these bitches
Trynna do the teacher and the game ain't work
__ then the streets don't care
[Verse 2]
Jesse a old as player jesse kind of like my plug
Jesse always got gud work bu he don't never show no love
I think jesse take my money and they front him what he buy
Maybe jesse a middle man using my shit to get by
Jesse prices be too high but I heard he work for nino
Jesse a full time gambler he met nino at the casino
On the cool jesse strong mane I heard he getting a c-note
That a hundred of them I'll knock his meat out his borito
Jesse home boy dede he be fuckin wit that white
Dede pose to be his goon he catching bodies every night
Me and dede went to skool together me and dede tight
5th period mr. anotchie class I was sellin dede white
I been playing under dede tryin to get up under jesse
Maybe I'll meet up wit nino and get me a connection
Jesse always getting robbed they don't respect him in the streets
Dede told me nino always asking questions bout me
But jesse always put me down nino got to play it safe
So in others words nino do whatever jesse say
Jesse playing like he straight nino moved back to LA
Dede told me jesse llove some bitches down in M I A
Nino flew us out to cali he gone take us to the grammys
I pulled up on jesse he was front seat with tammy
Tammy looked me in my eyes jesse looking at her strange
Thinking bout what dede told me tammy holding jesse change
Me and dede in the lobby told him I was leaving soon
When I left I saw that tammy bitch come out of nino room
Okay nino fucking tammy tammy holding nino work
And jesse ain't got a clue cuzz if he do he will be hurt
A long story short I took a trip to 305
Kicked in that tammy bitch door and got 100 something pies
Now dede looking for me but he fuck off with my guys
A quarter thing sofft they kbocked his brain off threw his eyes
Nino nino nino nino nino nino, nino nino nino nino nino nino ,
[Chorus]
If uu; a real nigga then uu' stand for sumthing
By the way never change gotta stand for something
Its a hard man life and the streets made to go
One thing about it I don't love these hoes
I want it cuzz I got it and it __ all fishy
Shouts out to wanda told me not to love these bitches
Trynna do the teacher and the game ain't work

We sit back
And watch, for the bullshit
Cause you know it's comin *know it's comin... know it's comin..*
*You know it's comin... you know it's...*

[Intro:]
We in the studio
I said, we in the studio
Is this mic on? Check, check
[Verse 1:]
I'm thankful for my position I was given in life
Cause I know some people livin' who ain't livin' this life
Read about starved children who ain't eatin' this right
Drug lords declare war, sellin' cheaper the price
Stuntin' dummy drug money, yeah them sneakers is nice
Get your swag from the black sellin' back to the white
Niggas can't get a job, so we self-employed
If the coppers come a-knockin', we gon' help that boy
Bail money, welcome back home out of jail money
White girl pale money, sunny when we sell money
See seashell money, we sell money
Rain, hail money, heaven what the hell money
Dusty paper, stale money, I thought they restricted it
Did for most people but we out here gettin' it
[Hook:]
Put your hands under her dress, we get the feelin' that she's faded
And she's willin' screamin' Wolf Gang, whip me off, get me off
The sex, it turns to children, then the children turn to villains
Villain wolves screamin' kill them all, fuck 'em all
And that go for anybody that come around here, that ain't from around here
Ho, you too, you ain't special, Wolf Gang kill them all, fuck 'em all
[Verse 2:]
She handles herself a classic
She got a nice ass but she can't run no games on me
She claim to like the stores and the clothes
Jeans bleached with the holes, but she can't get my bank homie
Too smart is no good, if she smart for no good
It's so good, she can't flaunt her thing on me
She can be full of swag, drive a Jag
Poppin' tags on the Ave but she can't get her cake from me
That sounded like the hook I threw at her in the Swagger I rode in
Said she came to feel me in, when she really came to fill me in
Like baby what's the deal with it? Seem to be attracted
By the fiancee and finance that no wifey concealin' it
Dealin' with life's shuffle, then fold
Dippin' with the duffles I hold, if we are a couple, let's go
To the place where we lead in the life to some sleep
Bring the pipe, blow the weed, punchlines to be received
[Hook:]
Put your hands under her dress, we get the feelin' that she's faded
And she's willin' screamin' Wolf Gang, whip me off, get me off
The sex, it turns to children, then the children turn to villains
Villain wolves screamin' kill them all, fuck 'em all
And that go for anybody that come around here, that ain't from around here

I'd say for certain to watch over me
Phone rings at half past three
I'd say for certain to watch over me When the phone rings at half past three
My mind,
And it's coming back to back to me from my dreams
Only knows that bad news never sleeps...
Yeah, Rico carved his name in a tree
Not with a knife but with his life
Or so it goes
Yeah, in dreams I see his face
I recognize the place right next to dashboard Jesus
Cold snow, a small red river flowed
In the stage of the lone headlight
Clothes shorn, it seems that they've been worn for the last time
Tonight
I knew then, these couldn't be my friends
They know enough to know that you don't make snow angels with your face down
Angels with your face upon the ground
Rico carved his name in a tree
Not with a knife but with his life
Or so I'm told
Yeah, in dreams I see his face
I recognize the place right next to dashboard Jesus
Had to get me home in time
In time to tape The Simpsons
And it seems, I lost this time
It seems that last song that they heard
The last song that they heard, it plays on and on and on and on and on in my head
It seems the last song that they heard was "Sweet Emotion"
It's cold, it's cold, it's cold, oh my friend Rico
It's cold, it's cold, it's cold, oh my friend Rico
(It gets colder as I touch his shoulder
It gets colder, and he'll get no older)