No we don't give a fuck, we just Smokin' of marijuana till our brains get starve Feel my blood, without Oh, what precious plant, to destroy it I just can't Doctors use it in their laboratories Smokin' touches everybody's heart - it's mistery It's good

Flash before my eyes Now it's time to die Burning in my brain I can feel the flames Someone help me Oh please God help me They are trying to take it all away I don't want to die Guilty as charged

Hey, what you say, Jonny? He's convinced himself right in his brain That it helps to take away the pain When everybody else refrains My uncle Jonny did cocaine It's a yearning that you can't ignore I wanna go out tonight Come a little closer to the city

Goodbye, I've had enough frustration I won't get stuck, goodbye, This dead end situation, It's just not worth my time But waiting so frustrating I'm so sick of all this tension Not to mention I'm so sick of You speak for all of us when you can't be heard

We live forever Turn the flame higher We're here, it's now The time has come I am the oven your brains I wanna heat up Mega, supersonic degrees Fire, turn the flame higher The time has come

You can't see California without Marlon Brando's eyes Look me in my brand new eye It's all in your head It's all in my head I feel safe Insane am I the only motherfucker with a brain? I'm hearing voices but all they do is complain How many times have you

Fame, fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame Fame makes a man take things over Fame lets him loose, hard to swallow Fame puts you there where things are hollow (fame) Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame That burns your change to keep you insane

Fuck these backpackers Runnin' this thang, money insane Busy getting brain like Krang What, what's my name in the woods got these niggas usin' Mapquest Alright it's Childish baby, Mr. Talk About His Dick Again Nerdy ass black kid, whatever man, I'm sick

And I could say that I've closed the door for our love And I could tell you I feel it's time for us to go our separate ways But, baby, I just wouldn't be the same 'Cause, girl, your love is still on my brain Now I can try to act real strong But you and I

You're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out I crashed your Corvette Remember back when I told ya That I'm a loca Colombiana (Yo te lo dije) Roses and whiskey I bet that you'll miss me, no doubt Alright, it's on