: (Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) I see your money on the floor, I felt the pocket change Though all the feelings that broke through that door Just didn'
: (Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) (chorus 1) Secluded in a marker stone Not only deadlier but smarter too, smarter too All along the tomb, all along the
: (Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) (chorus) Suspicion yourself, suspicion yourself, don't get caught Suspicion yourself, suspicion yourself, let us out Wilder
re gonna happen at all Don't need that jazz. Don't need that stuff It was round about midnight. Hipster town It was round about midnight. Hipster town
of town Box cars (are pulling) out of town There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel Diminish, a carnival of sorts Chronic town, poster torn, reaping wheel
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) (chorus) Suspicion yourself, suspicion yourself, don't get caught Suspicion yourself, suspicion yourself, let us out Wilder
out of town Box cars (are pulling) out of town There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel Diminish, a carnival of sorts Chronic town, poster torn, reaping
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) I see your money on the floor, I felt the pocket change Though all the feelings that broke through that door Just didn't
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) (chorus 1) Secluded in a marker stone Not only deadlier but smarter too, smarter too All along the tomb, all along the ruin
[Snoop Dogg] La-da-da-da-dahh It's the motherfuckin D-O-double-G (SNOOP DOGG!) La-da-da-da-dahh You know I'm mobbin with the D.R.E. (YEAH YEAH YEAH You
Flea comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e yeah that nigga Joe I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna
the funk flow in From this nigga named J and his new found friend I'm hittin' switches like Eric on the solo creep For yo jeep it's the B R A T Puttin
ati Flea comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e yeah that nigga Joe I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never
around these parts 'Cause over here, everybody got heart The homie C double O L, nigga, B-R double E Z-E When I E-E MC E-E, bitch, all y'all hoes is
points for the snitches So, would you just walk on by 'cuz I'm too hard to lift And no this ain't Aerosmith, it's the motherfuckin' D R E From the CPT
your very soul, soul Hey, tell me wha cha ya get, when ya nigga xzibit and quick u down Wit tha e-double, what u get weed trouble, e make tha b bubble
'd like to name check And one of them is REM Classic songs with a long history Southern boys just like you and me R.E.M! Flashback to 1983 'Chronic Town
