| It’s like a devil sittin on my shoulder
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| And he keeps telling me to come over
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| And I can’t think straight cause I ain’t sober
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| I only do cocaine in California
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| In California in California in California
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| And I’m a long way from home right now
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| Lord please just keep surrounding me
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| Tryin to escape these demons
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| But I feel like they keep houndin me
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| Friends talkin down to me
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| Mama says she’s proud of me
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| Stayin at the chamber and
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| Snortin lines on the balcony
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| And for some reason I keep thinkin about jumpin man
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| I can’t believe I’m thinkin this way
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| I came from nothing it’s amazin
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| All of the sudden everybody’s lovin him
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| Wasn’t long ago that he was stayin
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| At the Budget Inn
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| Came to Hollywood
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| He ain’t know what a budget is
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| Next thang you know they tryin to fuck him out
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| His publishin
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| These white lines have him feelin like
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| The light’s lime
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| They sayin that he’s next
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| He’s waitin it’s the right time
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| It’s like a devil sittin on my shoulder
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| And he keeps telling me to come over
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| And I can’t think straight cause I ain’t sober
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| I only do cocaine in California
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| In California in California in California
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| And I’m a long way from home right now
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| Everyday I awake hit my knees
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| And start to pray try to find the words to say
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| But so much sin is in the way
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| What does it take
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| To make it in this scandalous game
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| I ain’t got no umbrella
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| I just stand in the rain
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| Man it takes a strong mind
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| Just to handle the fame
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| Willin to destroy anything
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| That stand in the way
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| Next thang you know
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| I’m learnin thangs that I never knew
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| Next thang you know
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| I’m doing thangs I said I’d never do
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| For good times man it’s all about a good vibe
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| I’m so high I swear to good I feel a could fly
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| Walkin out the rainbow room
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| High as I ever been
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| Told Jackie Chan I can’t believe
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| They finally let us in
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| It’s like a devil sittin on my shoulder
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| And he keeps telling me to come over
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| And I can’t think straight cause I ain’t sober
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| I only do cocaine in California
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| In California in California in California
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| And I’m a long way from home right now
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| Smokin weed — just let me be
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| I’m tryin to buy my soul back
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| Will they set me free
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| I got fake friends now
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| I know we’ll never talk
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| Again — if my mother fuckin record blops
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| So I just keep on tryin to build this from
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| The ground up
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| Wasn’t long ago that I was really weighin pounds up
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| Really from the streets
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| So keep that pussy shit from round us
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| And roll some good weed
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| Somebody pour that crown up
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| It’s like a devil sittin on my shoulder
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| And he keeps telling me to come over
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| And I can’t think straight cause I ain’t sober
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| I only do cocaine in California
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| In California in California in California
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| And I’m a long way from home right now |