scared of death here' Not in the least, I walk by the old lady selling coconuts under the tree, Life is cheap here but wisdom is free, The beach boys
of death here' Not in the least, I walk by the old lady selling coconuts under the tree, life is cheap here but wisdom is free, the beach boys hang
nigga, live what you said You's a hustler, a gangsta, a mack, a pimp You's a hoe nigga, you remind me of my bitch I'm a tell his homeboys just like I
belief is rock solid I build my house upon the rock, when the winds are torrid Or just a nice day at the beach, I'm in his everlasting love and peace