STP

All that I need, look at all the love we've found I won't run and pull the one jack move They love her for the Kingston sound, oh Flava-Flave and I-C-E Once said something that made me Want to burn my liquor store down to the ground But I just can't leave the pad, cuz I'll surely wind up dead 'Cuz I know there out there out there waiting and watching for me Still I got my yellow cat and my wooden baseball bat And my shiny silver gat and if my homey my back then I got All that I need, look at all the love we've found, oh I won't run and pull the one jack move They love her for the Kingston sound, oh I won't slip, and I won't trip, send Matt Vargas to regrip While I'm wrenchin' on my ride, in that secret pad where we hide There's always lotsa fun stuff to do Like relax and design a brand new tattoo Play with my cross-word puzzle book, I'm even learning how to cook Have you seen that little whore Betty? Someone said she stole my Freddie And if she made off with my last clean ring I'm gonna kill that fuckin' ditch pig So what? Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad 'Cause I know your talkin' about me baby, makin' it hard to live 'Cause I, don't want no money dick, don't want no money down My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town I guess Take it nice and easy Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me, 'cause All that I need, look at all the love we've found I won't run and pull the one jack move They love her for the Kingston sound Baby you wanna give me kisses sweet Only for one night with no repeat Baby you wanna leave and never go But the taste of honey is worse than none at all --- STP - Sublime