Ebin (O.G.)

You can hear the fuckin' fleas crawlin on my nutz, haha

Out my window, cool and bright
Fade so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same,
Now that my friend Ebin's changed

Ebin was a cooly that I used to know
Now he's down with the PLO
He's cold kickin it live with the KKK
No JVC, No JFA

Cooly was sportin' black tennis shoes
Dealing, he was looking for something to use
With a pistol in his pocket and a bottle of booze
Well, it could be me or it could be you.

Oh, feels like my whole life is rearragned
Ebin, you changed

Ebin Ebin Ebin Ebin you,
Oh, how you changed
Oh, you changed
Oh, how you've changed

I give you a hard time,
Didn't want to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
It's plain to see,
My friend Ebin is a Nazi

He was a Nazi, yeah yeah yeah

Hooked on crack just the other day
Now he's down with the CIA
We got covert operation in Vietnam
With hitmen and assasins and the real live bomb

He went down to protect his country
Eat Mexican food and make lots o' money
Come back up north and drive a big white car
And take a silver plane down to Nicaragua
Well it feels like I'm the only one to blame

Oh, Ebin you changed
Ebin Ebin Ebin Ebin you,
Oh, you changed
Oh, you changed
Oh, how you changed

I give you a hard time,
Didn't want to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
Now it's plain to see,
My friend Ebin is a Nazi

He was a Nazi, yeah yeah yeah

Out my window cool and bright
Day so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin's changed



Credits
Writer(s): Bradley James Nowell, Marshall Raymond Goodman
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