Garden Grove

Lyrics

[Verse 1] We took this trip to Garden Grove It smelt like Lou Dog inside the van, oh yeah This ain't no funky reggae 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-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah If you only knew all the love that I've found It's hard to keep my soul on the ground [Verse 2] You're a fool Don't fuck around with my dog All that I can see, I steal; I fill up my garage 'Cause in my mind Music from Jamaica, all the love that I found Pull over, there's a reason why my soul's unsound [Bridge] 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 Sittin' through a shitty band Gettin' dog shit on my hands 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 Leaving without making a sound Pickin' my dog up at the pound Livin' in a tweeker pad Gettin' yelled at by my dad Sayin' I'm happy when I'm not Findin' roaches in the pot All these things I do They're waiting for you [Outro] Madness...