all we, are we are All we are, we are And every day is a start Of something beautiful, something real All we are, we are All we are, we are And every
Translation: Nathanson, Matt. All We Are.
y'all Baby you're fired, your girlfriend hired But if you don't mind I'ma keep you on call We above the law, we don't give a fuck 'bout y'all I got
An' when the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now An' when the chips are down Down The paint is peelin? Now An' when the chips are down
We will grow old and fatter We got our ville nothing else matters Trashy, mod, and kath are staying up Nathan, matt, and dad are passing out When california cracks we
front pages My microphone gauges (What?) Blastin' in your faces Straight up jungle funk Is what we use to lace this We jungle, we jungle, we brothers, we
all new friends bonjour I'm general building, international jones And Louie scarfs down there smoking one with the homies Walls full of vinyl All bars
-killed killer regime, ill as you seen, switch Y'all write all that hard shit, then y'all fall right off, it's horrible My oracle is all I offer, so
to get it crackin' in the hood, let's go Show them how we rock Show them how we roll, yeah, yeah Show them how we rock Show them how we roll, yeah,
from corner to castles with pawns and capsules Scramble and find, my money's up, I'm praying for war I do this all the time, all the time, all the time
one with the cute cousin Are you kiddin' me? She had a man but that didn't mean shit to me He tried to catch us all the time but I was just too goddamn
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops And even then we'll start again and just pretend That nothing ever happened We're just dancing, we're just
done She gets her things to leave and now you're begging please You say you've gotta talk, but now her lips are locked And two weeks later all her friends are
in this world? No you can't, it's all my fault there's wall to wall empty cans I sat in the kitchen all fucked off Imagining over and over what they're all
rusell simmons to puff, lox and dmx copped it Big time, we probably shoot this joint up on tropics When we eat fish like whiteies And bitches have all
Lord A man ah should always feel free You bredda Matt noh, bopther gwan lik a rat Because de rat him get a dend up by de cat You sister Pat noh bother gwan like dat Because we all
We're the Beta Band and we're nice and clean We're always polite and hardly ever mean Times have changed, we used to be smelly We lived in a squat 'til
