Strange brew -- killin' what's inside of you. She's a witch of trouble in electric blue. In her own mad mind she's in love with you,. With you. Now what you gonna do?. Strange brew -- killin
Strange brew -- killin' what's inside of you. She's a witch of trouble in electric blue. In her own mad mind she's in love with you,. With you. Now what you gonna do?. Strange brew -- killin
Strange brew, kill what's inside of you She's a witch of trouble in electric blue. In her own mad mind she's in love with you, with you. Now what you gonna do?. Strange brew, kill what's inside of
my gate. But I'm not here. The brew was cold. The meat is stale. In the L. A. night the sirens wail. The song you can feel. Pale stars that never shine. Scotch and the whiskey. And the Rainbow
streets. All we got is life on the streets Rock, you know my era. B-boy seasoning, salt-n-pepa. Grown and sexy, come with the extra. Crushed up linen, fly like Cessna This type brew, I gave it birth
'em up on the hill. And when daddy got word of the revenue. He made us kids help hide his brew. Made us swear that we never knew. About daddy's moonshine still Yeah and two of my brothers drove