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What I Can't Describe Lyrics - Haunted Cities - Transplants

Let the funky beat blaze! 

 

I take my last breath 

Its like Im dead inside 

Its like Im past it 

Its what I cant describe 

 

(Rob sing this): 

You said money cant buy me love and that's true 

But money can buy me drugs so that's cool 

The best of the worst skinhead Rob one and only fully loaded 

Riding dirty and I'm feeling kinda lonely 

Of a wet one throw back dip in the fifth 

Punch drunk with a pistol so I'll probably miss 

Any chance that I have to turn my house to a home 

Times up, game's over, I'm dying alone 

 

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I take my last breath 

Its like Im dead inside 

Its like Im past it 

Its what I cant describe 

 

(Guest sing this) 

That's what it is it ain't me to complain 

Cut kakies brown chucks white t-shirts and braids 

Boo Ya Tribe unexplainable gang 

transplanted but i came 

west forward so let it flame 

they love the music 

so let the funky beat blaze 

we keep it G'd up 

with the heat up 

Royal crown, tequila 

six trey with the usos 

puffin on the silver black guerrilla 

on a Saturday after noon 

alpines 808 go boom soo oo owee 

For the G's and the harmony 

 

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I take my last breath 

Its like Im dead inside 

Its like Im past it 

Its what I cant describe 

 

[Bridge sing this) 

Cause everyone's victim 

And everyone's a target 

And everyone's an enemy 

The reason that I spark it 

 

(Tim sing this) 

In this life I got everything I wanted 

Money and fame but I don't flaunt it 

Walk through the state undaunted 

State of California but the state is haunted 

Got a car, get a car, now we're gone 

Ain't gonna stop till the early morn 

Ain't gonna stop till the break of dawn 

I got my crew coming over now I know its on 

 

(Rob sing again) 

From the land of the lost where the good die young 

Got yer son smoked out in the hood buying guns 

Not the first or the last time test me and I'll blast mine 

Neighbor versus neighbor and its killing as a past time 

I've heard it all before and nope Im not buying 

The biggest and the baddest get broke im not lying 

I could get get it next you could get it right now 

I roll with Samoans, if you want I'll show you how 

 

I take my last breath 

Its like Im dead inside 

Its like Im past it 

Its what I cant describe 

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