Born to work under the way your velvet lies Smoke and fog, getting hazy in the sky, arise I've been where you've never been I've seen what you never
Translation: Screaming Trees. Dime Western.
some nasty thangs, Wanna make her scream my name I like the girls that don't say, "What?" Know that she fine, always knows her line Because she knows she's a dime
me And I might just have to return To the spot to free my mind Friday nite on the west side Always remind me of summertime (It's summer time) And everybody on the West
'm like Elvis in there, they can't believe he dropped Now I'm moving on up to George and Weezy's spot I picked up where my homeboy Eazy stopped I saw the west
like Elvis in there, they can't believe you dropped Now I'm moving on up to George and Weezy's spot I picked up where my homeboy Eazy stopped I saw the west
run the court. I'm James Worthy From the block, I'm from the bricks like New Jersey I did court, I did jail, you can't hurt me Waterfront and fam nigga, it's West
nasty thangs, wanna make her scream my name I like the girls that don't say, "what?," know that she fine Always knows her line, because she knows she's a dime
