Yeah, the locals tell the stories keeping the heroes alive They turn down town upside down, they live to have the time of their lives The night ain't over yet and, man, I hope I get To have a drink with the locals tonight Yeah, the locals, they're the

They go from getting buzzed into wasted Might not remember what they're sayin' A honky-tonk station Spendin' what you spent the week makin' Ask a little hottie what her name is Radio turned up and playin' loud The whole world's asleep and we're wide

Young black America Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my coins up Coppers run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner White man kill a black man, they never report us Black man kill a white man, they gon' start a war up Mama she was sour, sippin' on

Not much chance for survival If the neon Bible is right Take the poison of your age Don't lick your fingers when you turn the page A vial of hope and a vial of pain In the light they both looked the same Poured them out on into the world On every boy and

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

Standin' on the corner Of Toulouse and Dauphine Waitin' on Marie-Ondine I'm tryin' to place a tune Under a Louisiana moonbeam On the planet of New Orleans In a bar they call The Saturn And in her eyes of green And somethin' that she said in a dream

Get over it Get over it, get over it I turn on the tube and what do I see A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me" They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves Victim of this, victim of

Some girls they act retarded Bumpin' and grindin' that pole We 'bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin' for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin' baby step right up Some girls

For they always bring me tears I can't forgive the way they rob me All the snow has turned to water Christmas days have come and gone Broken toys and faded colors Are all that's left to linger on I hate graveyards and old pawn shops Of my childhood

They'll try to twist and turn and try to drown me out But that won't change my mind If I'm honest, I'm not afraid to die Not afraid to live, not afraid to try If I'm honest, you couldn't change my mind Couldn't break me down So don't waste your time If