Garden Grove Sublime
(Verse)
[A]We took this[G] trip to Garden [A]Grove.
It smelled like [G]Lou-dog inside the [A]van, o[G]h yeah
[A]This ain't no [G]funky reg[A]gae party,
[G]five dollars at the [A]door.
It gets so [G]real some[A]times, who [G]wrote my [A]rhyme.
I've [G]got the micro[A]wave, got the [G]V.C.[A]R
I [G]got the deuce-[A]deuce in the [G]trunk of my [A]car, [G]oh yeah
[A]If you only [G]knew all the [A]love that I [G]found
[A]It's hard to [G]keep my [A]soul on the [G]ground
You're a [A]fool, don't [G]f**k around with my [A]dog
[G]All that i see I [A]steal, I [G]filled up my [A]garage
'cause [G]in my mind
(Chorus)
[A]music from [G]jamaica all the l[A]ove that I f[G]ound, pull o[A]ver there's a r[G]eason why my so[A]ul's un[G]sound
It's [A]YOU
it's that [G]sh*t stuck under my [A]shoe
It's that [G]smell inside the [A]van,
It's my [G]bed sheet covered with [A]sand
Sitting t[G]hrough a sh*tty [A]band,
Getting [G]dog sh*t on my [A]hand
Getting [G]hassled by the [A]man,
Waking [G]up to an [A]alarm
Sticking [G]needles in your [A]arm,
Picking up [G]trash on the [A]freeway
Feeling [G]depressed every [A]day,
Leaving [G]without making a [A]sound
Pickin my [G]dog up at the [A]pound,
Livin in a [G]tweeker [A]pad
Getting [G]yelled at by my [A]dad,
Saying I'm [G]happy when I'm [A]not
Finding [G]rrroaches in the [A]POT
(Outro)
[G]Ohhhhh ohhhhhhh[A]
All these th[G]ings I [A]do
They're [G]waiting for [A]you
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