Garden Grove lyrics

We took this trip to Garden Grove
it smelt like Lou dog inside the van, oh yeah
this ain`t no funky raggae party five dollars at the door
it gets so real sometime
who wrote my rhyme?
I`ve got the microwave, got the vcr. I got the deuce-duece
in the trunk of my car, oh yeah
if you only new all the love that I found
It`s hard to keep my soul on the ground
your a fool, don`t fuck around with my dog
all that I can see I steal I fill up my garage
`cuz in my mind music from Jamaca all the love that I found
pull over there`s a reason why my souls unsound
it`s you, it`s that shit stuck under my shoe
it`s that smell inside the van
it`s my bed sheet covered with sand
sitting through a shitty band
gettin` dog shit on my hand
gettin` hassled by the man
wakin` up to an alarm
stickin` needles in your arm
pickin` up trash on the freeway
feelin` depressed every day
leavin` with out makin` a sound
pickin` my dog up at the pound
livin` in a tweaker pad
gettin` yelled at by my dad
sayin` I`m happy when I`m not
findin` roaches in the pot
oh oh oh all these things I do
there waiting for you
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