Lyrics PCH - (həd) p.e.

This ones for you
Doin your time
Mindin your business
Life's too damn short
Bitch tell the truth
You ain't gotta lie craig hit this
Now pass it around this buds for you
If its a rat race where the finish line
We all in a foxhole where the frontline
She work from home
She work overtime
She climbed the pole
But bring that money home
Cash out

I know we can make it
If we just fucking try
Ain't nothin can break us
We get too fucking high
All day baby high as hell
Jus tryin to win
With the hand you're dealt
This bars for you
If this a rat race, where the finish line
You in the right place at the right time

It's too easy to forget your name
Forget why you came here
Forget you're a slave
Its too easy to forget your name
You forget why you came here
You're slowly going insane

This ones for you
I'm feelin like some ole school shit g-punk - '96
It feels like yesterday
We were rollin down PCH
Rockin Sublime and that mary j. this loves for you
So come and get it
We waitin
Aint nothin better
Stop hatin
You insecure
This bloods for you
Survive the rat race, find a finish line
Be in the right place at the right time

It's too easy to forget your name
Forget why you came here
Forget you're a slave
It's too easy to forget your name
You forget why you came here
You're slowly going insane

What a waste of time
Worryin about the drama the strife
Them demons them laugh
Fight or flight?
Its not about them talkin
They trife
Unfriend and unlike
Its just you and yourself
Its the fight that define you

It's too easy to forget your name
Forget why you came here
Forget you're a slave
Its too easy to forget your name
You forget why you came here
You're slowly going insane

Damn we made it through tho
Right?
Still livin the dream
Ever since i saw myself in Circus Magazine
Back when that was still a thing
Sold out shows from Hollywood
To Sacto to Pocatello
And i wouldn't change a thing
Ya know, i never made it big
But i made it
Never got to buy my mom a crib
But i guess i made it
I still wouldn't a change thing
Cuz that might change the way
My daughter sound when she sing
That would change the look my son get in his eye
When he land that 180 frontside
Flip n**** lifes a trip then you die
I know n****
Kick push coast
And just' ride

I know we can make it
If we just fucking try
Ain't nothin can break us
We get too fucking high

Thanks for coming out man
I love you guys
Be safe on your ride home
Stay away from the police
Don't drive drunk
Peace

I know we can make it
If we just fucking try
Ain't nothin can break us
We get too fucking high