Live in the LBC & Diamonds in the Rough

Weekends on young and angry streets We meet, drink 'till trouble found us there Living life as without a care(without a care) We've had our fights, been black and blue It's true, I've even gone to jail for you my friends Bet your life that I'd do it

Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence One step from lashing out at you... You want in to get under my skin And call yourself a friend I've got more friends like you What do I do? [Pre:] Is there no standard anymore? What it takes, who I am