Kottonmouth Kings - Greatest Highs [best] (2008) by Kottonmouth Kings (보컬) on maniadb.com

[D-LOC] you know the king klick, yeah we got the bomb weed,
We got the southern kali shit that make ya eyes bleed,
Daddy x, d-loc and that boy Johnny richter, bdub, big pak, lou, munchyz the heavy hitter

[Hook]
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
It's in my backpack , but you can't touch that
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
I need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the weed's at
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
You know I'm holding, always knowing where the weed's at
So where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
Somebody's gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at

[Verse 1 - Daddy X]
It's on this time, in my prime blowin hella smoke
I got the mountain side growing going out for broke
We got them hillside's saturated Koast II Koast
I got a sack in my sock, an ounce in my coat
I got a fat bud in the case of my guitar
I got the flavour of the month chillin in the jar
I got that Whitehouse buying president
I got that Nassau spaceship THC
I got some weed in my garage and under my bathroom sink
Ounce in my xbox living room by my TV
I got a nug on my desk and in my dresser drawer
And when I'm running low my hidden stash is in the floor
Furthermore I got some backup underneath the stairs
And the eighth I got stashed in my underwear
Wrapped in my sweaty balls , that's why I'm flying high
You wanna take a lick, trick , taste it good life...

[Hook]
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
It's in my backpack , but you can't touch that
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
I need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the weed's at
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
You know I'm holding, always knowing where the weed's at
So where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
Somebody's gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at

[Verse 2 - Richter]

Wanna know where the weeds at? well I'll give u a hint.
Just follow the scent rising outta my tent.
Imp flowing outta the vents into a Lincoln cont.
Or my dropped Cadillac bc I done did it again.
I'm back to ballin to win, don't let me hold it all in
I only need five breaths but fucking calling it 10
Getting control of those ends, blowing smoke like the wind
I'm back to Rollin in my bus, don't even let me begin
Cause when I'm in it , I'm in, when I'm out it, I'm out
These cats are loopy bout prints they got a problem no Doute,
I call it fifty fin and my lair's my house,
I got one rule there it's don't show up unannounced
Gotta call before you roll through, get the all cool
I might be like wait up , yo I'll call you
Cause no one knows what Johnny Richter's got chronic
But when it's cracking, we be the toughest motherfuckers that's cracking
But anyway...

Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
It's in my backpack , but you can't touch that
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
I need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the weed's at
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
You know I'm holding, always knowing where the weed's at
So where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
Somebody's gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at

[Verse 3 - D-LOC]

I got the bomb weed, you know I'm blowin hella tokes
I got the good shit that leave you laid up on the floor
I got the crip nugs, i got the big sacks
I got the type of bud that kick you in your fuckin ass
I got the type of weed that make you wanna bug out
Without a doubt the type of shit that get you drug out
We getting super high, we gettin super ripped
We puttin it down for all the weed smokin klicks
So where's the weed at ?, i need to roll a blunt
Put that shit back , fill it up, don't front, lick it up , stick it, burn it
Smoke it to the butt, finish that shit and roll another one up. So...

[Hook]
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
It's in my backpack , but you can't touch that
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
I need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the weed's at
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
You know I'm holding, always knowing where the weed's at
So where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
Somebody's gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at

No turnin back now going out full throttle Puffin crazy mad herb with our
hands on the bottle.. We some Stoners Reaking Havoc we ain't no role models- No
turnin back now no turnin back now daze tensions high seems everyone's on edge
walking over pits of fire on a skinny ledge now daze you loose control its take
what you can get where anarchy reigns supreme you ain't seen nothing yet now
turnin back now we going out full throttle

Watch out, back up, cause this is the fast lane
I got a lead foot, heavy boots, and 3 hoots on my brain
Ride looks like its on fire, but you know my engine's clean
I'm just smoking the tires, racing off every green
Step up, Step up, If you got a little somethin'
But your rev better be louder then my system that is bumpin'
Don't come round me talkin shit if you're not built to the brim
Cause now you gonna get whipped, I never lose, I always win
Where you at, right here, and there's plenty more comin'
See when the Kings' is in the house, everybody comes runnin'
Meetin in the parking lot, to smoke pot before the shows
Hookin up with all the ladies, takin home all the ho's
We having fun, Fuck Yeah, Will it stop, Fuck No
I'd still be tokin', blowin' endo even if I was broke
Ain't that right D-Loc (hell mothafuckin' yeah!)
Fuck a fist or middle finger, throw your horns in the air.

No turnin back now going out full throttle Puffin crazy mad herb with our
hands on the bottle.. We some Stoners Reaking Havoc we ain't no role models- No
turnin back now no turnin back now daze tensions high seems everyone's on edge
walking over pits of fire on a skinny ledge now daze you loose control its take
what you can get where anarchy reigns supreme you ain't seen nothing yet now
turnin back now we going out full throttle

Fuck everybody if you said I couldn' rap
Your kickin fiction and I'm kickin facts
And it's like that
You aint nothing but a fag
Let m e write it on my pad
Just to get you mad
Now Day's it's seems like everybody on edge walkin over pit's of fire on a
skinny ledge I'm going full bored fallin till f fall out Graduated High School
But a college drop out that don't mean shit because this not turning back.
I got my bong my buds and my baseball bat ready for what eva at any time would
eva
You gotta have that mental or this shit o'l get you no where
Got be cleava and put it all together
Remember that sayin I float like a feather come on dog how could you think that
you got it twisted do the math.

No turnin back now going out full throttle Puffin crazy mad herb with our
hands on the bottle.. We some Stoners Reaking Havoc we ain't no role models- No
turnin back now no turnin back now daze tensions high seems everyone's on edge
walking over pits of fire on a skinny ledge now daze you loose control its take
what you can get where anarchy reigns supreme you ain't seen nothing yet now
turnin back now we going out full throttle

(Intro):
Creep, creep, I'm on the creep
The creep for the kind bud
O.C. late night, rolling in the v-dub
Sick of scraping resin so I'm looking for a sack
All I learn, I'll head for burn
BSO's got my back
Right on, right on brother, blaze on
You better rip that shit, rip it
It's that 1605 shit, real hunnington beats
Backyard fucking, garage style

(Chorus):
Bump, bump, bump
That's the sound of the fifteens while they're hitting in my trunk
Said bump, bump, bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck

(Verse) Saint Dog:
Well I'm that kid that the bitches talk about
Saint's what they shout, you got all the clout
A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King, 1605 (fool pass me the thing)
Now the stereo is off, I sway, push play
You hear humble gods from a mile away
All the heads are bobbing because the base is bumping
D-Loc is mumbling, (I got a little something)
Well he passed me a hornet and I took a sip
Sparked up a bowl and I took a rip, trip
Came to halt at an intersection
Turned up the music at my discretion
D-Loc in the back said what do I see
A jeep full of freaks just staring at me
D-Loc was right, they were in a range rover
Looked over my shoulder, I pulled them all over
They got out the car and stepped to my side
I said, hello ladies let's take a ride
I'm Saint Dog, that's D-Loc the man
Daddy X is the one that's driving the van
So climb on in and don't be shy
We're gonna close the doors and let the games be fly
Once again I said it, my name's ST
It's just another day of a P-T-B
Come on, come on

(Chorus)x2

Saint Dog putting it down for suburban pride

(Verse) Saint Dog:
I was living my life on a nine to five
Up early in the morning trying to survive
Chump change, it's a shame, with no education
No inspiration, no destination,
But now my occupation is to do what I like
Keep the crowd moving and rock the mic
Because if I don't rock it, then another sucker will
And if you don't jock it, then I can't pay the bills
Trick Daddy X threw me out on stage
Said Saint, represent for the underage
Same damn year, my face is up and raised
Got that ring in my nose labeled sixteen gauge

D-Loc:
No Saint dog, I hunt ducks with a twelve gauge
And when I'm on the stage, yes I get get real blazed
Get me on the court my skills will put you in a maze
T-T-T-twicking a twine all day
Come on, come on

(Chorus)x3

D-Loc's on the mic, rip rip shit up

(Verse) D-Loc:
It's the unpolitical, psychoanalytical,
Undefeated Champ that will stick you fool
My style is crazy, not wooka wakka lazy
If you chill with me I'll be sure to (blaze thee)
Plant you in the ground, let you drift like a daisy
That shit's in my system makes my life kind of hazy
My momma, my poppa, I think I should tell them
The J gots my head, and fucked up my cerebellum
It's about time to compute your math
Because my beats keep bumping like a seismograph
See I've tripped before, but never like this
Straight to my mind, put my brain in a bliss
I wont fake the funk, when I'm smoking on a skunk
That forty bowl evil got my peacock drunk
And like Micky Mantle, I can switch my stance
I'm a supercharged baller that's electrically enhanced
My flows are silky soft, like I'm writing them in lotion
And I'm a lyricist, that's poetry in motion
To each town, to each house, I cause mass commmotion
?????? take it all for my potion
Farewell to all and to all goodnight
I'm leaving these ??? out all night
Wait wait wait you said ??? that shit will suck you up
Get off the ??? and rock the bump
Come on

(Chorus)x1

Biotch!

Fire it up Fire it up Fire it up [x4]
Salu-Mutha Fuckin-Tations
Glad you came i see you got a reputation
Your in for a night full of blunts and beers.
Drinks and pits come on in dont fear.
Now it might get a liltle restless
But we're all family relax dont stress
You best get out your seats and move to the front
When you hear KMK say FIRE IT UP.

Kottonmouth's here smoke that pit
Every single night we get high and dont trip
24-7,365 all around the world we smoke herb world wide
So who got the chronic up in the building
With the buds in my system yo i catch the feeling
Lets fire it up cuz tonights the night
D-Loc got a smoke who got a mother fuckin Light

Kottonmouth Kings
Fire it up Fire it up Fire it up

People always wanna know just what they wanna know Fire it up
How much herb we really smoke and how do we rip this show Fire it up
How come high times magazine never put us on they front Fire it up
10 Years deep in this spot for weed now what more could they want Fire it up

Kottonmouth kings
Fire it up Fire it up Fire it up

The kids back with style chronicals
Comin in backwards to get D-Loc
With the with the weed smoke Kottonmouth No joke
Where the weed heads at where the weed at
We bout to kick back kick rhymes
12 pack of the kick down and just sit back so relax
Or get slapped where you at?

Now solve them im about to ball boy shit
I aint no decoy im about to destroy
Mass a microphone and a mutha fuckin tall boy
Pad to the bone spation im like elboy see
What you have here is a certified pit
Walk into the party with a old school limp
Float through the party like the good year blimp
Shrimp on the Bar-B marinated in hemp

Kottonmouth kings
Fire it up Fire it up Fire it up

People always wanna know just what they wanna know Fire it up
How much herb we really smoke and how do we rip this show Fire it up
How come high times magazine never put us on they front Fire it up
10 Years deep in this spot for weed now what more could they want Fire it up

Kottonmouth Kings
Fire it up Fire it up Fire it up [x4]

We the cannabis plant and it hit another nation
Jump with time and it showers legal nation
Jump with time so i plant the cultivation
Its Kottonmouth we get higher elevation

I got a fleet of mary jane light my lady on fire
But if im in a good mood i use my Vaporizer
If im pissed i use a zippo or a blow torch
Lightin bowls in the back yard or the front porch

Aye Yo, You cant take the heat
Get the hell out the kitchen
Call me a chef with the rhymes i be dishin
Like bakin no snitch you know we breakin bread
D-Loc dont play got to get out my way.

Kottonmouth Kings
Fire it up Fire it up Fire it up

People always wanna know just what they wanna know Fire it up
How much herb we really smoke and how do we rip this show Fire it up
How come high times magazine never put us on they front Fire it up
10 Years deep in this spot for weed now what more could they want Fire it up

It's time to smoke

Blaze all day, every day
Each way, the right way
My way, greenhay, we high
Been there done that
Big blunts, fat sacks
Hit it fast, make it last
First class, we blaze

Shit's all finger licking good when you rollin' through the hood
Twistin Lincoln logs are hard so we burning up the wood
Cuz I be smokin, drunk, drinking weed and pairing skunk
I like to smoke a bitch and been known to slap a blunt
Make the crowd jump, people say them kids got styles
Renting jewels for your videos you frontin' with that smile
Acting wild but you ain't even skirt in the pit
Talking shit, ain't worth a lick
You wanna bark, then you'll get bit, woof
Blow the roof off like an atom bomb
D-Loc to Johnny Richter's like ping to pong
Ain't nothing wrong, don't fix shit if it ain't broke
We ain't no jokes, you know the kings by the size of our tokes,
Motherfuckers

Blaze all day, every day
Each way, the right way
My way, greenhay, we high
Been there done that
Big blunts, fat sacks
Hit it fast, make it last
First class, we blaze

My voice is swayin, people always ask me what I'm sayin'
Playin' (shottie?) for the women, so I'm smooth operating
Just (plain gamin?), while you smokin on the hay
And for the peeps who are working (??) start your savin'

I keep it clean shaven, around 4 corners
We warned ya, no dank is strong enough to hold us
Like soldiers we fold ya, keep our composure
Roll you in a joint, light you up and smoke ya

Only take so much shwag, made me (??) and gag,
It's time to smoke some (??) so i reached in my bag
Fix my sag as i pulled out my orange zig zags
You know the Kottonmouth Kings, the worlds' greatest tag

Team, we gleam, i spit poisonous juice
Abuse microphones, let my flow run loose
Calling out all troops, puttin' weight up on the table
Bring a scale, round by round, check the soundscan

Damn D-Loc we the cream of the crop,
DJ Bobby B, Daddy X, and Pak, who locks to beats
Sportin' high top docs, slangin' pounds of pot
Take from us, better not

Blaze all day, every day
Each way, the right way
My way, greenhay, we high
Been there done that
Big blunts, fat sacks
Hit it fast, make it last
First class, we blaze

I got a knack for bud smoke chronic (??)
D-Loc's no joke, toke for toke, he'll float your boat
(??) down my throat, took off my coat
Was it wet? It was soaked
Out smoke you? Not really, nope
Sat back and had a coke, relaxed and had a smoke
A little bit of change, some dank, I was broke
No dollar stretched out, felt like a stroke
Brain transformed, like I was on the dose
Provoke, no coke, I never done roak
You gotta ring around your nose, take a hit off my roach
Tryin' to ball like the most, burnt like a piece of toast
On the coast to coast, deep in the post
Got my eyes on my crops, watchin' over my gross
Just daze you a little, damn he's kinda dope

(I see that I might have underestimated him
You have obviously underestimated my power)

Blaze all day, every day
Each way, the right way
My way, greenhay, we high
Been there done that
Big blunts, fat sacks
Hit it fast, make it last
First class, we blaze

Ya know I got 2 states of mind, stoned and asleep
First I hit the sweet leaf, and then I have nice dreams
When I get up, I wake and bake, take a piss and shake
My clock stopped at Four-twenty, what you want me to say
I stay blazed all day, no matter where I'm creepin'
Hot boxin on your block, and at the spot on the weekends
You'll see smoke risin', Just who could it be
It's my rhyme and crime partner, D. dash L. O. C.

Yeah that be me born and raised in the suburbs.
Faded off the bud smoke blowin it at you nerds
Thanks Johnny Richter for your nice little hand off
I got some purple Kush did you bring the sand box?
Let's bounce some bud so we can make a little keefe
Spice up the leaf before we smoke the tree
Everybody in the scene know we blow the most dosha
That way they label up the Kottonmouth solders.

"We got all types"- At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered
"We talkin pounds" These anti-heroes are just here to serve you proper
"Roll that shit up" So leave those blessings right up here upon the alter
"Pass it around" at 4-2-0 everybody's burnin Ganja"

You'll catch me at the Smoke-Out smoked out, dropping drinks
Havin a blast, not givin a fuck, doin my thing
Blowing rings through the crowd, being loud and obnoxious
Now the shots I did with Pak got me feelin' kind of nauseous
But I played it cool and pulled a few snapps
Big fat packed bowls, and had a chicken Caesar wrap
Dippin through the whole place, nowhere else I'd rather be
Then smokin' weed with my peeps, now I pass it to D.

24.7 Everyday every minute everybody every stoner grab your bud keep composer
Beer drinkers, pill poppers, acidheads and freaks
All the creatures in the street Heroin addicts and geeks
Kottonmouth signed a one-way contract to see the world and smoke the killa
chromic
D-Loc said it, so don't you 4get it
It's 4-4-2-0 and I blow endow.

"We got all types"- At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered
"We talkin pounds" These anti-heroes are just here to serve you proper
"Roll that shit up" So leave those blessings right up here upon the alter
"Pass it around" at 4-2-0 everybody's burnin Ganja"

We got all types" at 4-2-0
We talkin pounds
Roll that shit up
Pass it around
So pack it tight
Turn up these sounds
This is your right, so live it now (now, now)

Now you might see me on a mission searchin for double vision
And I ain't no mathematician, more like a stoney musician
But I get a little help from my friends when in need
Hit the bubble, fuck, double, now I'm seein in three's

Four-five-six-double dash it's D
I'm always drinkin beer and I'm always smoking weed
Hanging in the streets, just doing my thing
Puttin it down for the herb with the Kottonmouth Kings

All these hours and days inter-face with the planet
With bubbles and bells the kush is orgasmic
I transplant my mental to truly titanic
Fanatic levels for all you bud fiending addicts
The session begins right upstairs in my attic
We bless it we roll it we toke it and pass it
The next time you see us don't take us for granted
We're all getting lifted just the way that we planned it so?

"We got all types"- At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered
"We talkin pounds" These anti-heroes are just here to serve you proper
"Roll that shit up" So leave those blessings right up here upon the alter
"Pass it around" at 4-2-0 everybody's burnin Ganja"

"We got all types"- At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered
These anti-heroes are just here to serve you proper
"Roll that shit up" So leave those blessings right up here upon the alter
"Pass it around" at 4-2-0 everybody's burnin Ganja"

At 4-2-0

ooooo oooooo
Peace of mind, Peace of mind

(chorus)
We want peace whoa
We want a peace of mind
It's times like this I wanna leave the world behind
We want peace whoa
We want a peace of mind
I wanna take a little piece of my herb and get this whole world high.

(Richter)
Some body please explain
Cause all we want is to be treated the same
Just live in peace with peace of mind
Enjoy the earth, this life and my kind (my kind)
Right now it's time to celabrate
Relax, Kick back put your feet up forget to hate.

(chorus)

(Daddy X)
Is it me or has this world gone crazy
Last chance, Last dance for us baby
Bombs are droppin body's poppin like the last days
Now I finally understand how crime pays
Its the plan that's designed through corruption
Total domination, mass destruction
Or mass distraction you do the math
When 1+1 don't equal 3 no
It's like a sickness that they don't want the cure for
Apocalyptic and only been sured for
It's like we're doomed and were headed for our last days
I wanna peace of mind, everlastin

(chorus)x2

(D-loc)
KottonMouth Kings need to open up your mind
With the kind come and get a dose of reality
Think about the good things in life
Because negativity only brings fatality, fatalities bring broken hearts, tears, flowers, caskets people crying, love ones dying
I see my friends going down the wrong path so I realize
Keep on striven stay true to myself and try to find my peace of mind
Thank you baby.

(chorus)x2

Now why you gotta cramp my style
you keep fuckin with my high and im about to get wild
now why you gotta harrass the pot leaders
harrass the people at expired parkin meters
why you gotta pull me over as if i was that dude in the stolen Nova
now why you gotta badge on your chest
stay gun on your hip and that bullet proof vest
now why you gotta act like you save your people
you front that you care just so we can feel equal
now why you gotta read me my rights
would you read em to your wife fuck no jesus christ
now why you gotta hand cuff me tight
in the middle of the night treat me like a murder type
now why you gotta gotta gotta nuttin
gotta get outta my face bitch i know you like dunkins

tell me why you wanna fuck with me
just because im a Kottonmouth King
i got no time for negativity
so tell me why it;s always you against me

to the men women and children that
are catchin the feelin, of what i'm dealin'
what is delt is felt helpin to melt, the laws
that bother like some flowin liquefying lava, we
quickly makin it hotter listen up and try to
follow, now why you gotta pull me over in
my van, give a ticket for a gram end up
costin bout a grand, and why you gotta
slow the fuck out of your roll, i know i'm
not speedin i'm in cruise control, so now
you gotta find another reason why, you can
start flashin your lights start to violate
my rights, i know your out there let me say
your not alone, pigs bustin in your home
guns drawn to your dome, why do you gotta
have a chip on your shoulder, past all
field test i said i was sober, i thought
i told ya don't try to pull this on me,
i know between procedure and police brutality,
so tell me why do you insult me and claim
stupidity, why you think your smarter cause your
GED, I get high and fly I dont' drink and drive,
and you fuckin with my flight so I gotta ask why

tell me why you wanna fuck with me
just because im a Kottonmouth King
i got no time for negativity
so tell me why it;s always you against me

now everytime i turn the corner cop is all up in my business
always tryin to plant shit, let me get a witness
its gettin serious and funny to me
another day another ticket takin money from me
now they tried to pull us over cuz we bangin the bus
the fish, johnny richter myself and the judge
who can you trust when the world's corrupt
its not that crooked ass cop that put my ass in the cuffs

now why the hell he always stressin out my people
they said protect and serve yet they never treat us equal
all around the nation people striving to be equal another uprising they dont wanna see the
sequel
why you think you dont need no inviation to rustle through my house its a fucked up situation
tearing up my pad searching for the cultivation justify the action through your racist
legislation

don't think i can't remember ever slippin
in some shit, winding up behind some bars
with purple rings around my wrists, havin
to wait 10 hours just to take a fuckin
piss, when your name is just a number
as a person you don't exist, when you
realize that no one really gives a fuck
when you finally realize when you start
to get back up, to many people
i know for bullshit have got locked up, to
many times i asked why so now i gotta
say what

<i>[LOC]</i>
Suburban Noize Records
Go
Kottonmouth Kings 2004
We got this punk hip-hop shit on lock.

<i>[Chorus]</i>
We are the Outcast's.
Running renegades.
Modern day anti-hero's.
Making room for better days.
Punkers and rebels.
Wild in the streets.
Fighting for our freedom.
We got our own beliefs.
O-U-T-C-A-S-T Outcast, Outcast
Now we got u watchin' us we're Outcast, Outcast.
O-U-T-C-A-S-T Outcast, Outcast
Now we got u watchin' us we're Outcast!!!!

(Motherfuckers....bitch)

<i>[DADDY X]</i>
??Stoners Reeking Havoc we run this shit.
Anarchistic punk rock clique.??

<i>[RICHTER]</i>
Mashin' the fuck out.
Rippin' the town up.
Runnin' amuck.
Getting kicked out of strip clubs.
Fools ?? friends limo bus.
Ounce of crypt buds.
You can't fuck with us.

<i>[LOC]</i>
D-Loc, you can label me an Outcast.
Runnin' through you city like a motherfuckin' house rat.
I stay punk rock on some D.G.A.F. shit.
Don't Give A Fuck type hype beotch.

<i>[RICHTER]</i>
Got it tatted on my arm, my boys 1st time blastin'.
Think I'm a freak, look at you when I'm laughin'.
You work at 99%, nuff said.
I'm livin in the one with the Krown on my head.

<i>[LOC]</i>
Kottonmouth's smoked out.
All Krown down.
Born in OC, representing P-Town.
With the real type beats that vibrate your speaks.
Hip-hop punk rock we just don't stop.

Go
This is Rip-Hop.
Punk Rock Hip Hop
Ain't no-one else hit this shit, what?

<i>[Chorus]</i>
We are the Outcast's.
Running renegades.
Modern day anti-hero's.
Making room for better days.
Punkers and rebels.
Wild in the streets.
Fighting for our freedom.
We got our own beliefs.
O-U-T-C-A-S-T Outcast, Outcast
Now we got u watchin' us we're Outcast, Outcast.
O-U-T-C-A-S-T Outcast, Outcast
Now we got u watchin' us we're Outcast!!!!

<i>[LOC]</i>
Now we some modern day rebels getting' wild in the streets.
Don't disrespect us. Love us don't hate us.
Label me an Outcast.
Go on.

Now we some modern day rebels gettin' wild in the streets.
If you disrespect you can test my reach.
I'll box you eye.
In the flick of a wrist.
Pull enough weight to crack the concrete.

<i>[RICHTER]</i>
We got dogs in every state, county, city and we building.
Throw something at me and your catching a filling.
We an underground ?? creppin' deep beneath.
Spredin like disease from the west to the east.

<i>[ALL Chant]</i>
Call us the Outcasts say what you gonna say.
'Cuz we are the Outcasts of this society.
So call us the Outcasts we wear the name with pride.
'Cuz we are the Outcasts of Suburban Noize Tribe.

<i>[DADDY X]</i>
Come original or don't come at all.

<i>[LOC]</i>
You radio song suck's.
Fuck um.
Bitch. Go

<i>[Chorus]</i>
We are the Outcast's.
Running renegades.
Modern day anti-hero's.
Making room for better days.
Punkers and rebels.
Wild in the streets.
Fighting for our freedom.
We got our own beliefs.
O-U-T-C-A-S-T Outcast, Outcast
Now we got u watchin' us we're Outcast, Outcast.
O-U-T-C-A-S-T Outcast, Outcast
Now we got u watchin' us we're Outcast!!!!

<i>[LOC]</i>
Told you mother fuckers.
We on that new new new shit.
Kick it like some donkeys in this bitch.
Suburban Noize Records, '04.
Ain't none of you mother fuckers doin' shit like we're doin' it.
We got the Underground on lock, Bitch!!!

<i>[D-Loc]</i>
Muthafucka's
You know the Kottonmouth Kings done did this shit
You know the Kottonmouth Kings yo just dont stop
You know the Kottonmouth Kings is 10 years deep
You know the Kottonmouth Kings gives a fuck what you think
Ya'll muther fuckers better back the fuck up, stop runnin your mouth talkin shit bout the klick
It's the motha fuckin Kottonmouth Kings bitch!
Get with the King klick

<i>[Richter]</i>
Now we done did this shit
And we still do this shit
Ya'll need to quit your lip
Get with the King klick!

Our klick be the sickest
Your klick act like bitches
Ya'll wanna get some riches
Get with the King klick!

Now everybody stackin' the dough
Everybody with the papers that wants some mo' yea
Everybody thats on the grind, yea serve anybody all day anytime uh
Drive-up teller service right to my back gate
That's the way I ran my game back at 1228
D, B, JR and A what can I say we used to run it nonstop
Sellin' nitrous, acid, extacy, shrooms, pills and a whole lotta pot
Makin' and spendin money
Just laughin and actin' funny
Throwin' parties and pullin' honeys...??

<i>[Daddy X]</i>
They call me X-Tra-X
See im the realest yet
Im like that old school vet, put your whole crew to the test
Ill knock you out your socks, run your ass off the stage
Im pushin major weight, makin plays like Willie Mays
Over the shoulder i get colder as the pressure mounds
Im gettin older so i like my green in large amounts
Im self made never rode on no ones coat or dick
Im gettin paid when you run your mouth about that fuckin' klick

<i>[Chorus (Richter)]</i>
Now we done did this shit
And we still do this shit
Ya'll need to quit your lip
Get with the King klick!

Our klick be the sickest
Your klick act like bitches
Ya'll wanna get some riches
Get with the King klick!

See we got bags of herb
That we'v been known to serve
Ya'll wanna move some? Word!
You know the King klick!

So please dont speak to late
Please do not hesiatate
Yall want that family grave?
You know the King klick!

<i>[D-Loc]</i>
D-D-dash-dash double O trouble double O dash
I will bust that ass
Ya'll muther fuckers watch your back
D-double dash dot double O trouble, when you pass me the mic who's ready for the rumble
Ya'll know wussup, you dont want this shit
This your boy D-Loc from that KingSpade click
Were taken names your gettin broked out quick
And i dont give a fuck if you think your slick
Dog i dont give a fuck if you think you hard
Cuz ya'll muther fuckers will get scarred
Cut you up quick you know the gensu master
And everybody know i go a little faster
Slice and dice and cut you up
You know Shakey Bonez dont give a fuck

<i>[Richter]</i>
And now we're takin vacations over sea's
Off profits from weed, its me Johnny Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings
Now thats the sickest klick this scene has ever seen
Its also the same klick that be on top of the green
So who's really wanna be down?
Who's down to clown
Who's down for the underground sound
Who's down to rep the krown
Who's down for the city of P-Town
Who's in it to win it, who's in to finish
Who's ready and willin when its time to ?pin it?
Go get that dough that we've been waitin' for come on let's go
Get with the King klick!!

<i>[Chorus (Richter)]</i>
Now we done did this shit
And we still do this shit
Ya'll need to quit your lip
Get with the King klick

Our klick be the sickest
Your klick act like bitches
Ya'll wanna get some riches
Get with the King klick

See we got bags of herb
That we've been known to serve
Ya'll wanna move some? Word!
You know the King klick

So please dont speak to late
Please do not hesitate
Yall want that family grave?
Get with the King klick

<i>[Daddy X]</i>
Out like some super stars
In the back of these limousine town cars
Every where we roll people they know who we are
Were closin out the show then we shuttin down the bar
You kow the King klick!!

<i>[D-Loc]</i>
24's spinnin win im pullin up to the club
You know i never wait in line cuz im always gettin love
Im with them v.i.p's gettin drunk smellin like buds
Its time to get crunk on the West Coast cuz
Double dash in your ass
No time for the rhyme gettin loose gettin drunk, callin out bitch crew's,
kottonmouth to the mouth what the fuck ya'll muther fuckers talkin about you
gettin fucked up
Keep tryin to test dont think you want this shit bitch eat a dick back the fuck up and get these nuts!......Trick

<i>[Chorus (Richter)]</i>
Now we done did this shit
And we still do this shit
Ya'll need to quit your lip
Get with the King klick!

Our klick be the sickest
Your klick act like bitches
Ya'll wanna get some riches
Get with the King klick!

See we got bags of herb
That we've been known to serve
Ya'll wanna move some? Word!
You know the King klick!

So please dont speak to late
Please do not hesitate
Yall want that family grave?
Get with the King klick!

Mutha Fucka's!

Get with the King klick! <i>[x2]</i>

Mutha Fucka's!

Get with the King klick! <i>[x2]</i>

<i>[Daddy X]</i>
We ride limo's to!
<i>[D-Loc]</i>
And rental's!

Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye
to a tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow

what if you were livin yours instead of hatin mine findin truth and spreadin love and searchin
deep inside ?see me glidin swiftly to that place I need to be that home grown irie zone
harvesting my seeds

I?m gonna live my life from day to night with no hesitation
Make the best of every situation that I find myself placed in
Decidin right from wrong, choosing my final destination
Cause when it?s said and done, it?s just yourself that you are facin?
Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye to a
tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow

Say Say
Say good-bye to tomorrow
Wash your sorrow
Live and learn
Listen up and follow
Do what you so let me rock it
I be dammed if you think you gonna stop it
Popo it drop it D-Loc get up on it
Don?t you think your sink cause you can?t call it
I be the one that balled you up in college
Killa cross just brake you down Kottonmouth Kings on the radio now
Make you think when you see my face D-Loc with style and grace

I wanna touch the sky unleash control wanna feel time travel real thru my soul wanna ride real
high wanna lay real low independent free thought control my zone my zones full blown like a
plant full grown transform myself thru this microphone ?Hold up ?change that tone Johnny
Richter come thru with your barritone

It?s time to open up your eyes and catch sight
Cause you could wake up in the morning, and not make it to the night
Take advantage of your life, you only get one try
You gonna be satisfied today if tonight you died?
Well I?m not that guy, I keep my blood runnin? You say you?ve had enough, and I say keep it comin
Now you?re bummed because you?re done and you?re left all alone
Should?ve known livin blown you?d end up like a clone WHAATTTT!

Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye to a
tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow

It?s not a place on any map it?s Kaya meditation that home grown herbal zone peaceful
medication at peace no understandin no condition but love at peace all accepting to the sky above

Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye to a
tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow

[Chorus]
It don't matter where you've been
Just focus on where you're going
Most people you think are friends
Ain't there when the tough gets going
Remember to keep your friends
Be wise with those you've chosen
Cause only your closest friends
Are there when the going gets tough

When I think about it the definition change
Back in the old days it wasn't quite the same
Or maybe it was but on another level
Still pushing dirt with a different type of shovel
Loyalty, trust, unconditional foundation
Builds everlasting bonds and relations
I've got friends I haven't seen in years
I'd die for tonight forget and have a couple beers
On the other hand you never know where you stand
With certain types of friends they'll sell you out for some ends
Or some pussy or some weed or a business transaction
Some use words but I prefer action
I'm a break you off like an old school player
My x-ray vision helps me see through the layers
Of you fakes, phonies, lies and deception
Ask Matt Hall if you need a life lesson

[Chorus]

I've been all around the world and I met a lot of people
These fakes and phonies yo these cats I see through
Dickheads and homies some others glad to meet you
You better give respect to the ones that believed you
And were there by your side when the going got tough
And had your back when you got to fuck someone up
And lent you a buck when you was broke and hungry
And gave you a place to sleep living in their luxury
Big Up to Chucky that's my dog for real though
What up to Judge D since back in junior high school
Johnny Rich? that's my man Mr. Brando
My partner in crime with the gangsta flow
Daddy X, Big Pak, be, Lou, Munch, Kev, Flo
Cause if ya don't know now you know
Fuck the rest
What's up though
P.S. to my shoulder blade Alison Marie
What up baby
Fuck what yall think

[Chorus]

To make it in this life you got to know who your friends
Your boys, your dogs, the ones with you til the end
The ones that never crack it, they never even bend
I mean like when your ass is broke they got the money to lend
The type that when you need a ride they give you the car
You don't worry about them running cause they'll always stand hard
Late night, can't drive, man you never too far
Barbecue by the pool chilling in the back yard
Stepping out on a Friday never leave you behind
The first to call you up when they're hitting the kind
None the less don't stress cause it'll always be fine
Like everything I got is yours and what you got is mine
Walk in the front door like they own the crib
But hey, what's theirs is yours and what's yours is theirs
I can't explain it no better that's just how it goes
Real friends can't be bought it's got to come from the soul so

[Chorus]

Bad habits
Bad habits
Bad Habits

Bad habits, Bad habits
Picked a few up nine years in this game
Bad habits, Bad habits
Life style's fast driving me insane
Bad habits, bad habits
Daily doses you just got to maintain
Bad habits, bad habits
Drinking beer, smoking weed, and a pack a day

A pack a day (Cigerettes) seven grams of weed (chronic) A beer when i'm ready (Bud light)
Yall know me, (Who?) yeah I got some habits, I picked up a few, it's the d-lo-c so what chu gonna do?

The demons inside me, are clinging so tightly, the voices in my head say "You don't wanna come down" m'kay.

A pack a day to get me by, an ounce of weed to keep me high
Alochol still numbs the pain, some things in life just never change
I don't know but i've been told, you live this way you won't grow old
Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit

Bad habits, Bad habits
Everybody has them, who you got to blame?
Bad habits, Bad habits
Flush it all away, go an' spit it down the drain
Bad habits, Bad habits
Chemical dependencies have a hold of your brain
Bad habits, Bad habits
When my time comes, I'll go out with a bang

I got problems that I don't tell many, talk about bad habits shit, I got plenty
Nicotine, weed, beer, shooting pool and playing cards, mushrooms, pills, strange pussy fast cars

Yeah, Jonny Richter, pass the mic, better yet don't, need to pass the pipe
I'm trying to hit that shit, but you're not paying attention, I wanna pack a rip, don't trip just keep sitting

A pack a day to get me by, an ounce of weed to keep me high
Alochol still numbs the pain, some things in life just never change
I don't know but i've been told, you live this way you won't grow old
Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit

Bad habits, Bad habits
Picked a few up nine years in this game
Bad habits, Bad habits
Life style's fast driving me insane
Bad habits, bad habits
Daily doses you just got to maintain
Bad habits, bad habits
Drinking beer, smoking weed, and a pack a day

This wishing addition is kinda strange to me, gotta quit gotta kick for my family
Cuz if I crash fast everybody's outie, And that's way too heavy pressing on me

It's the d double dash, I bash like an army, and when it's time to mash, I crash really strongly
I always pop a pill with the three roll bent I complish my task, you can't hold me (me)

A pack a day to get me by, an ounce of weed to keep me high
Alochol still numbs the pain, some things in life just never change
I don't know but I've been told, you live this way you won't grow old
Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit

Your eyes they just won't open, you don't know what you been smoking
Got your whole family hoping "Oh I wish that he'd just slow down" (slow down)
The game is tough and silent where these groups are just smokin', soldier.
You're smoking and then toking and you're dead in the ground (Na Mean?)

A pack a day to get me by, an ounce of weed to keep me high
Alochol still numbs the pain, some things in life just never change
I don't know but i've been told, you live this way you won't grow old
Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit

Bad habits, bad habits

I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life you can find me postin on my porch
tokin my pipe-I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life see some people gave
in but I ain't given up the fight I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
find me old postin on my porch tokin on my pipe I'm gonna smoke weed for the
rest of my life see I'm in love with Mary Jane I'm gonna make her my wife

Sometimes I wanna get high travel up away to the beautiful skies
Float away and hope to never come down hope to see the day that I never come
down
But what goes up is always bound to fall
I'll I'm trying to say is that I live my life raw
I'm gonna smoke week the rest of my life and give all I got till the day that I
die.
Ya!

I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life you can find me postin on my porch
tokin my pipe-I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life see some people gave
in but I ain't given up the fight I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
find me old postin on my porch tokin on my pipe I'm gonna smoke weed for the
rest of my life see I'm in love with Mary Jane I'm gonna make her my wife

When I look in the mirror I feel so low
I see my eyes and I feel the glow
I know I can make do let's bless the sole
Show my love and let myself go wow
Everybody knows that I spit these flows and I drink my beer smoke my weed
But my head's in the clear
Show your love respect the one your dreaming of.

I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life you can find me postin on my porch
tokin my pipe-I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life see some people gave
in but I ain't given up the fight I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
find me old postin on my porch tokin on my pipe I'm gonna smoke weed for the
rest of my life see I'm in love with Mary Jane I'm gonna make her my wife

let us plant trees that bear positive fruits that enlighten our minds to the
deepest roots all the way to the core where the soul can stay true where I can
walk free with a joint in my hand and I can plant plants right upon my land
help emunderstand these are natures laws my creator had visions in the things
he saw yeah he saw yeah my creator had visions in the things he saw yeah
I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life you can find me postin on my porch
tokin my pipe-I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life see some people gave
in but I ain't given up the fight I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
find me old postin on my porch tokin on my pipe I'm gonna smoke weed for the
rest of my life see I'm in love with Mary Jane I'm gonna make her my wife

Now when the love is lost and your spirits are low
The world's closing in around you got no place to go
Done all that you could to ease and please another soul
And in the end you're in the cold, another sad story told
That's why I make my own decisions on how I'm liven
Try to get by with the knowledge that I'm given
Can't make me believe cause a tree is a tree
And when my soul bleeds, the color that I'm spillinis green

I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life you can find me postin on my porch
tokin my pipe-I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life see some people gave
in but I ain't given up the fight I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
find me old postin on my porch tokin on my pipe I'm gonna smoke weed for the
rest of my life see I'm in love with Mary Jane I'm gonna make her my wife

Chorus}

We need some positive vibes for these rainy days

Let the sun come out keep push these clouds away

We need some positive vibes life's for fun so go and play

Let the sunlight in, brighten up your day



(Daddy X)

Let the vibes blow like the ocean breeze

Mamma always told me there'd be days like these

Keep your head right, just do as you please

Never interfere with an evil man's schemes

Keep your head pure, conceive your own dreams

Respect your fellow man, the earth with the trees

The air that we breathe and the highest mountain peak

Bring truth from your soul to your mouth when you speak



No need to get loud .. messin with others, stressin' your brother, it's time to
uncover

Time to choose another path you see

Cause the road most traveled's negativity

Put your fist down (fist down), throw your hands in the air

Respect yourself, be somebody who cares

Don't let life get you down, don't feel abused

Keep a positive view unto yourself be true



(chorus)



(Loc)

Everyday's a new adventure You got to keep what you got

Livin' life in a studio bustin' rhymes in my socks

I got to keep my head up and always do what I feel

Avoidin all the evil and just keeping it real

(I need some positive vibes)

All these situations I keep hearin' about

People dyin' in planes and buildings crumbling down

This world goes round for no apparent reason

People robbin and theavin' just to feel good for the evening

(I need some positive vibes)

What happen' to everybody's peace and love

Throw your drinks in the sky, raise your hands up above

Get yo hand out of the gutter and be respectful

We need some positive vibes for these rainy days so let it go

Don't never get it twisted when I'm on this track

D-Loc the kind kid that be kickin' it back

Of the class everyday I was high

Goin to school in 95 easy that how we ride



(chorus)



It's time to leave this rat race chant down Babylon

Keep my head straight, keep my family movin' on

Find my own pace, create my own space

Detach my whole scene from this wicked rat race

The two-faced friends, the snakes in the grass

Daddy always told me there'd be men like that

So watch your own back keep your eye on your stacks

Don't ever write a check that that ass can't cash



(chorus)



We need some positive vibes

[ Keep on reaching for it]

For these rainy days

[ Keep on hoping for it]

Let the sun come out keep push these clouds away

[What we need is, all we have is positive vibes]

We need some positive vibes

[What more can we say to you]

Lies that so forth go out and play

[What more can be said to you]

Let the Sunlight in, brighten up your day

[What we need is, all we have is positive vibes]

EVERYBODY MOVE <i>[X3]</i>

Everybody move now take some action, make some action YEA, take some action
Life is short and fast that's why I mean action, revolutions got to happen

Everybody move right now right now <i>[X4]</i>

Everybody move right now right now
Till this mother fucking place starts falling down
And everybody grove owe yea owe yea
If your down with the kings throw your hands in the air
And keep em up in the sky if you like to get high
Keep em up in the sky if you feeling the vibe
And represent for your city let me know were you from
I'm yelling out P-town at the top of my laughs
Till my last breath ima keep doing my thing
Put it down for the krown and steadily smoking on the green
Like a boxer in the ring mind ya bossiness man
Wanna step on stage with the mic in my hand
So get your ass up come on come on get your ass up
Get your ass up if you don't give a fuck
And everybody move right now
Cause right now is the time to get washed
Let me show you how

Everybody move right now right now <i>[X8]</i>

This is a water shot that's the laser dot
Daddy x son I get high allot
A little free for thought you wanna rule the block
And never get caught slipping like a broke dot
In a slipknot that means neck slit
Let it rat an you can't instruct a snitch
Keep your eyes pealed and your game tight
Cause it the drug war there's always time to fight
Keep your head high don't be a fraud
one of a kind dog that's who you are
You gotta earn strips I got brute scars
I revolutionize revolution wars
Free thought time free think tank
Free speak keeps costing people big panic
How many jail cells are filled with people man
It's time to move stand up and take action

Everybody move right now right now <i>[X8]</i>

If your gonna move now take some action make some action YEA take some action
Life is short and fast that's why I mean action revolutions gotta happen

Now it's time to rock the party double dash move the crowd
I get that shit hyped with my so-cal style
Real smooth cat lay back let the beat thump
Let the beat bump light buds up
We get to bad we getting fucked up
Got the people in the back with there hands up
Kmk mind we got this shit locked down
>From the east to the west like balm
The underground sound that your hearing right now
The king klick dog blowing killer chronic clouds
Put your swag down got no time for the krowns
Kottonmouth king aka the dog pound
The west coast bomb shit were the bombs lite
Sack full of indo pocket full of chronic
Beer in my right hand mic in the other
No body do it better d-loc motherfuckers

Everybody move right now right now <i>[X8]</i>

Everybody move (Get your ass up) <i>[till song fades out]</i>

Suburban Life aint what it seems
Suburban life the American dream
Suburban life so pretty and clean
Suburban life aint what it seems

The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it won't get me
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it won't get me

Now my pops bought the system, American dreamer
Bought a new home and a brand new Beamer
But it didn't long for things things to fall apart
Because the system that he bought aint got no heart
From the bills for days he got blood shot eyes
The American dream was a pack of lies
6 months later Municipal court
Divorce time baby, child support
I went from home cooked meals to TV dinners
No more little Steven, now it's Saint Dogg the sinner
There's no cash back cause there was no receipt
Man suburban life aint done a dime for me

Suburban Life aint what it seems
Suburban life the American dream
Suburban life so pretty and clean
Suburban life aint what it seems
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it won't get me
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it won't get me

Gave in a little deeper to the third degree
More drugs, white thugs, and wannabe's
Soldiers of the burbs all feel deceived
America! What? Land of the green
Now you got problems I got mine too
There's not enough bud for the Kottonmouth Krew
Cause when we smoke we smoke to get away
To elevate from this world of hate, never perpetrate
I don't want no degree selling herbs on the burbs,
On every street
No real jobs for the PTB, So what's it gonna be?
White minority!

Suburban Life aint what it seems
Suburban life the American dream
Suburban life so pretty and clean
Suburban life aint what it seems
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it won't get me
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it won't get me

Now broken homes inside every house
Neighbors yellin', can't work it out
I said beaten wives, tweaked out nights
ooh what a feeling ooh what a life
Now you cant turn back the hands of time
So let me tell you about da flyest friend of mine
He's Bobby B, king of the crops
Deep dark purse, phat drop tops
Philly blunt placed behind his ear,
Two turn tables and a Heineken beer
And this is just and everyday thing
Kottonmouth Kings telephone rings
Its X and you know he's rollin' with Saint Dog
Leapin' like some frogs trunk full of hogs
Trunk full of stakes, dirt bikes and rakes
What ever we could get we was gonna take
Just like the pirates of the Caribbean
Neighborhood watch don't like what they're seein'
Ha ha ha we got it like that
Kottonmouth rollin' deep, snatching surfboard racks

Suburban Life aint what it seems
Suburban life the American dream
Suburban life so pretty and clean
Suburban life aint what it seems
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it won't get me
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it won't get me

Suburban Life aint what it seems
Suburban life the American dream
Suburban life so pretty and clean
Suburban life aint what it seems
Fuck the system

Bring It, Bring It, Bring It, Bring It On

<i>[DADDY X]</i>
Oh no, here we go
Kottonmouth Kings about to blow
All because the way we roll
That underground way
Now 10 years later
There's a lot more player haters
But the love is overwhelming
Let me put it this way

Ima baller punk pimp; I'm a rollin' stone
Bonafide born mack
I'm always stoned to the bone
Got an underground palace with a custom made throne
Got my own fuckin' song on my cellular phone
So just leave a message 'cuz I'm never home

<i>[Chorus]</i>
So many years in this game and we still strong
So many haters that we had to prove dead wrong
You talking shit you little bitch you wanna bring it, bring it on
You play with BB guns we drop atomic bombs
Save your breath you cowards
You ain't got nothin to say
Workin' nine to fivers
Hate us 'cuz we live this way

<i>[D-LOC]</i>
Sick of all these fools talking shit
Eat a dick, you need to grow up like a man, bitch
You actin like a chick
Try to punk kottonmouth you'll get burnt like a wick
Give a fuck about your fame
I got under ground hits

Say we're not original
No budget for the videos
Don't push it to the radio
You got hyped up on them demo's
What you want from us (yeah) you need to just let us know Still lick nuts
cause the Industy's a bunch of punks!

<i>[RICHTER]</i>
You used to be a fan
So why you frontin', B
I just don't understand
Yo what you want from me?
Why you speakin, using my name with profanity?
It's gonna end up in one family's tragedy

Alcohol gets in you
Now your crazy hard
Only place you wanna face me's at the local bar
You karaoke kid. Shit. I keep thousands jumpin'
Only thing you get from me. nah. fuck it. you get nothin'

<i>[Chorus]</i>
So many years in this game and we still strong
So many haters that we had to prove dead wrong
You talking shit you little bitch you wanna bring it, bring it on
You play with BB guns we drop atomic bombs
Save your breath you cowards
You ain't got nothin to say
Workin' nine to fivers
Hate us 'cuz we live this way

<i>[DADDY X]</i>
Mr. Writer, Mr. Critic, Mr. Shitty Review
Mr. Big Shot Insider with your cynical view
Mr. Website ryda out in Kalamazoo
You're speakin' words untrue
So we say "Fuck You!"

<i>[RICHTER]</i>
On the phone barkin' like your some big assasin
When you gonna walk the walk
That's what I'm askin'
Blow so much smoke that for air I leave you gaspin'
Cryin' all alone while I'm with the homies laughin'

Hahahahahahahaha

Just keep your mouth shut
Breath smell like old garbage Actin' like you tough
Gettin' all hot and bothered
You like a little pup, lost without a collar
You got no home
I'm a leader; you a follower

<i>[D-LOC]</i>
I do, I do what I really wanna do
I bust it so much its you all know who
Who gonna wanna test the master D
I'm gonna get you all to stop and see
It's him right there with the Kottonmouth Kings
Pants sag, brown hair, no care no sing
cause what we start we will finish
In the end it will diminish

<i>[Chorus]</i>
So many years in this game and we still strong
So many haters that we had to prove dead wrong
You talking shit you little bitch you wanna bring it, bring it on
You play with BB guns we drop atomic bombs
Save your breath you cowards
You ain't got nothin to say
Workin' nine to fivers
Hate us 'cuz we live this way

Good Evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to this years Cannabis Cup
finals!
Some of the best buds from all over the planet displayed here today,
Bud smokers.. let's get ready to bubble!!!
With this years entry the Kings Blend the undisputed heavyweight smokers of
the world.. the KOTTONMOUTH KINGS!!

Kings Blend we all smoke them,
Cream of the crop, creme de la cremes,
Kings Blend, us versus them
Cannabis Cup, No Doubt We Win,
Kings Blend, Tasters Choice,
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...
Real high when you hear my voice...
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...

You wanna smoke with us you better bring an ounce,
Cuz we get down with a southern bounce,
P-Town led the fair where I move the pounds,
Now I'm coming and runnin' your city unannounced,
So don't get clowned when we come around,
We so down to earth that we underground,
I'm puffin' on the green while you're smokin' shit brown,
Cuffin' to the team compound lock down,
I'm aside my krown throwin' strike for the mound,
Keep it tight wound like two blood hounds,
I'm gettin' so profound we make the haters frown,
Got your girl beggin' me to be gagged and bound,
Make the world spin round so turn it loud,
That danced out, thumped out, mo thug crowd,
Started in '96 with the O.C. sound,
Now we comin' So Cal,
Now we world renowned,

Kings Blend we all smoke them,
Cream of the crop, creme de la cremes,
Kings Blend, us versus them
Cannabis Cup, No Doubt We Win,
Kings Blend, Tasters Choice,
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...
Real high when you hear my voice...
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...

Kings Blend we all smoke them,
Cream of the crop, creme de la cremes,
Kings Blend, us versus them
Cannabis Cup, No Doubt We Win,
Kings Blend, Tasters Choice,
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...
Real high when you hear my voice...
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...

Now I'm Johnny Richter that's the king D-Loc,
Between Bone Thugs blowin' gangs of smoke,
I guarantee you can't out smoke me,
We can do it live on cable T.V.
With kings blend dope you choke before you spoke,
We toke to call your hope and you still can't cope,
With the bubble berry blue you're through,
Get your krew tight, shoo get a clue, you belong in the Zoo,
Yup, swingin' from a rope eatin' cantaloupe,
Or woke in a boat like a frog and croak,
Don't get the wrong view, you're all past due,
We get the oohs and ahhhs while y'all get the boos,
You won't know how I know cuz I put it to a vote,
We the greatest smokers that you can quote,
Quote for quote let me clear my throat,
Been puffin' kings blend bong load al a mode,
The neutron bomb, the sticky green,
I'm higher than a kite when i hit the scene,
Stoners Reekin Havoc ask Kevin Zing,
But he'll only reply if it means ching ching,

Kings Blend we all smoke them,
Cream of the crop, creme de la cremes,
Kings Blend, us versus them
Cannabis Cup, No Doubt We Win,
Kings Blend, Tasters Choice,
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...
Real high when you hear my voice...
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...

Kings Blend we all smoke them,
Cream of the crop, creme de la cremes,
Kings Blend, us versus them
Cannabis Cup, No Doubt We Win,

D double dash Loc I'm from O. C.
I still can't see when the smoke hits me,
Startin hittin' each hash ?? so I can make ends meet,
Defeat the weak matter of my league,
I freeze OGs leave me stunned and deceived,
I'm freakin' this beat while I'm stoned in the street,
While you down on your knees, beggin' oh please,
Chillin' in a room hot boxed to the ceilin',
?? the crop cuz we got top billin',
Feelin' high as fuck so the buds fulfillin',
Dealin' then healin' never stoner revealin',
Now my nug buy me E sacks I be killin',
Ran out of paper started usin' ??,
Never caught a cold but I always be illin',
Spillin' brew with a view from the ruthless villain,

High as a kite got a real funny feelin',
Kings blend dope probably worth about a million,
?? lights miracle grow,
Hydro rock those fans gotta blow,
Sittin' low pro on the fog soaked dome,
? to the party, high to the bone,
Three months later we's all gettin' stoned,
Fillin' up Southern Cali toker zone,
Seizin' clones pounds of zones,
Cannabis Cup we bringin' it home,
To the Golden State where it belong,
Kottonmouth king can't bring it home ya'll,

Kings Blend we all smoke them,
Cream of the crop, creme de la cremes,
Kings Blend, us versus them
Cannabis Cup, No Doubt We Win,
Kings Blend, Tasters Choice,
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...
Real high when you hear my voice...
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...

Kings Blend we all smoke them,
Cream of the crop, creme de la cremes,
Kings Blend, us versus them
Cannabis Cup, No Doubt We Win,

Kings Blend we all smoke them,
Cream of the crop, creme de la cremes,
Kings Blend, us versus them
Cannabis Cup, No Doubt We Win,
Kings Blend, Tasters Choice,
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...
Real high when you hear my voice...
I know you're real high when you hear my voice...

What are we supposed to be like them what are we supposed to do??
I gonna live my life.
They way I like
And the way I really want to
I'm gonna always stick my trick no matter how many tries
I gonna go out being remembered
But I'm to young to die

Sub-Noize rat's always up to no good
Were misunderstood no one thought that we could
Everyday a holiday skaten in the street
Runnnin from the police the never let up be
We got, kids' in the suberb kids in the city
The neighbors all hate us because they think we dress filfy
Livin in the fast lane I'm livin for the moment
My times running out and I don't think I could stop it.
Livin' in the gutter wakin up in the streets
They treat us like shit
Like we have a disease

I don't want to be like them go shoppin at the malls
I wanna smoke my weed
Skate all day
And drink beers in my yard.

The Lottery, you know It's all the Same,
Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game,
They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain,
Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained,

The Lottery, you know It's all the Same,
Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game,
They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain,
Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained,

Up early in the morning before the sun rise,
Scrapin' out my pipe tryin' to Stay High,
I gotta get blunted for the nine to five,
And I need a facelift on my oldschool ride,
My scrapin' change to meet the range of my job qualification,
But I'm stealin' cable, so I get every station,
Now don't let em slay you when they tell you somethings free,
They take about half with the taxes fee,
But now I'm up in new times just blowin' out some fog,
Don't gotta work cuz I quit my fuckin' job,
Walk into my room to a sixty inch tele,
And I got a phat deal on my star-tac cele,
I finally got a chance to hook my ride up legit,
They asked how big I want it, I said biggest that would fit,
On airbags it would sit, shit was lookin' sick,
System was in it and all I did was pick six,

The Lottery, you know It's all the Same,
Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game,
They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain,
Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained,

The Lottery, you know It's all the Same,
Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game,
They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain,
Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained,

If I won the Lotto, I'd buy pounds of Bud,
Give it to my homies to show I got love,
Dirtbikes and buggies and four wheel drives,
I own my own jet, ah yo, I'm world wide,
First class fast, take a trip over seas,
Me, my girl Ami makin' love on the beach,
I just bought a yacht, I just won the Lottery,
Never ending buds in my cultivation,
So I can smoke out the world in the hempalation,
Give some money to my pops, buy my mom a new house,
Or anything she wants, no rush just pick it out,
Don't worry about the ends plenty bread to be broke,
I'll open a skate shop and sell bags of dope,
Blow custom glass so I smoke days of hits,
I build a greenhouse where my hydro sit,
No questions planes trains just to keep you guessin',
The lottery, L-O-T-T-E-R-Y,
Money signs, green backs, honey blunts and fat sacks,
Everything I want and everything I need,
A different house for each day of the week,
A private lake so I could jet ski,
In the back, a duck blind so I shoot geese with my dad,
Mini bikes and go-karts I want it all,
The Universal Walk, fuck it i'll buy the mall,

The Lottery, you know It's all the Same,
Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game,
They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain,
Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained,

The Lottery, you know It's all the Same,
Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game,
They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain,
Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained,

A buck with your booze, What the fuck when I lose,
Which one you chose when your baby needs shoes,

A buck with your booze, What the fuck when I lose,
Which one you chose when your baby needs shoes,

A buck with your booze, What the fuck when I lose,
Which one you chose when your baby needs shoes,

A buck with your booze, What the fuck when I lose,
Which one you chose when your baby needs shoes,

Since I won the lottery I bought a yacht to fish,
I spent a fifth on a house with a satelite dish,
I bought a brewery and walk around all day with double fists,
And got at least ten pots so I can puke and piss
I got a glass bong for everyday of the week,
And yes I stand strong make sure all my family can eat,
I bought a fleet of cars all of them V-W,
I purchased Yorba Linda made it Richter Avenue,
How many of you have had the thought of winnin' the grand prize,
All the fat ladies dreamin' of some smaller thighs,
And all the guys with your bills stacked up to your eyes,
Wouldn't blow your pay checks tryin' to get high,
I fly from coast to coast and then I flipped a bitch,
On my private leer jet smokin' a pound of krypt,
Hired my help from you, my fridge is stocked with Dew,
Me and my krew takin' trips to Katmandu,

The Lottery, you know It's all the Same,
Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game,
They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain,
Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained,

The Lottery, you know It's all the Same,
Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game,
They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain,
Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained

Every time I close my eyes I start to drift away- Thinkin bout some days gone
by how time just floats away- every time I hear that song puts a smile on my
face- brings me back to good friends and times that money cant replace

D: Everytime I close my eyes I'm lost in a daze
D: Thinkin bout the things that I really want to say
JR: And all the old games we played at Nickel Nickel arcade
JR: Workin at the donut shop, dreamed of getting paid
D: And when the dishes got dirty, we got cascade
D: And when the weather was hot, we got a spot in the shade
JR: Well no lie before we high, always rockin fresh fades
JR: Before the spade and the stage we was drinkin underage

Every time I close my eyes I start to drift away- Thinkin bout some days gone
by how time just floats away- every time I hear that song puts a smile on my
face- brings me back to good friends and times that money cant replace

JR: Now I was drivin down the ave D: We on the radio now
JR: You know the good times we've had D: When we're in front of the crowds
JR: Always holdin it down for myself and the boys
D: And back in 95's when we first got live
JR: Now we was 18 years old on the run having fun
D: Playing shows in the sun, no bus when we begun
JR: We had a van and a plan doin shows every night
D: Now the California dream we be livin that life

Every time I close my eyes I start to drift away- Thinkin bout some days gone
by how time just floats away- every time I hear that song puts a smile on my
face- brings me back to good friends and times that money cant replace

(Bridge)
when your time comes and you're numbers up
All you have in life is what's left in your cup
When the whistle blows and the party's over
Don't let em drag you out bored and sober
When what's done is done and what said is said
And the dreams you've had are lying in your bed
Let your memories be filled with no regrets
There's no second chance, there's no turning back so..

Every time I close my eyes I start to drift away- Thinkin bout some days gone
by how time just floats away- every time I hear that song puts a smile on my
face- brings me back to good friends and times that money cant replace

are ya living to live
are you living to die
are you living a tale
are you living a lie
you got one life to life
are you living it right
you've got one life to live
who wants to ride

everyday i do it my way
live my life the way
i dont care what they say

dying daze
ridin till my dyin daze

im sick of watchin birds spill
im sick of chasin dollar bills
im sick of systems tryin to seal my fate
i'd rather taste the sunshine with some endo
i wanna climb waterfalls all day
i wanna open sky with my psychedelic eye
i wanna ride around the world today
and if i never make it home
i know my soul is gonna roam
im gonna ride until my dying day

ridin till my dyin daze

i've been all around the world
from the east to the west
japan to LA i said damn take a breath
livin life fast put the rest in the past
till my dyin daze i'll go ridin to the last
and until my dying days i'm living
life to the fullest, staring at the rip cord
wondering when i should pull it, thinkin i wanna
stop but know i gotta go faster, gonna go
till i'm broke then throw me out to pasture
alright johnny richter ? get the picture
knowin damn well how we flip these scriptures
the beats gonna hit ya, ya feel that vibe
its a dance hall funk with the punk rock rhyme
so get down to pit cause its gonna explode,
circle gonna blow from the first distant go,
whether hittin 5th wide or chargin 12 step
gaps, thats it when you commit cause theres no turning back.

ridin till my dyin daze

im sick of watchin blood spill
im sick of chasin dollar bills
im sick of systems tryin to seal my fate
i'd rather taste the sunshine with some
i wanna climb waterfalls all day
i wanna open sky with my psychedelic eye
i wanna ride around the world today
and if i never make it home
i know my soul is gonna roam
im gonna ride until my dying day

ridin till my dyin daze

last chance gotta chose a path, either hit the brakes
or give a fist full of gas, give a last push on hope
your pegs on tight, cause loose screws won't do
in the middle of flight.
naw get it right doc you know loc loc rocked it
every time i spit you know it sits in the pocket
we the hot topic like dub for sale
dloc and johnny richter got it wrapped in the mail
we was sent first class signed sealed and inked
overnight express with all the free drinks, what'd you
really think didn't know bout the team, you know you
wish you would've known we rolled 15 deep
Johnny Richter, Daddy X, Big Pak, and Loc
Dog Boy, Bobby B and Lou Dog's fro
on the road doin shows with Munchyz clothes
and everybody knows that i spit these flows

I'ma get you So High...
I'ma get you So High...
I'ma get you So High...
I'ma get you So High...

Here I go my mind starts joggin'
And I know I shouldn't have been hoggin, that Indo...
I know everythings foggin'
It's just another case of a man mind bogglin'...

Back up off me, I need rooms to puff
It's Saint Dog, and I can't get enough
Rough. I smoke, so I like it goin' down
We're all getting lifted cuz I just stole a pound
Two hits and pass, that's what Saint's yellin'
But Fuck that shit, I'm hittin till my mind's jellin'
And when I'm done, I'll head to Flannagan's
To play some pool and max with a couple friends
Grabbed a sack, it's off to a local park
Break out the bong, pack it tight and let it spark
Windows up so the bug's gettin' fishbowled
And if you're in you can't escape the indo
Oh shit, it's gettin' deep into my mind
I took seven hits off that bud called kind
Close my eyes, my mind starts joggin'
Here I go again, man, I'm mind boggling

I'ma get you so high,
I'ma make that ass fly,
Pack up the bong stand by,
I'ma get you so high

Here I go my mind starts joggin'
And I know I shouldn't have been hoggin, that Indo...
I know everythings foggin'
It's just another case of a man mind bogglin'...

Here I go reminiscing about the weekend
Takin' time to remember where my shit has been
Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing
Ballin' with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin'
High fashion, is how I was smoking
Fuck the schwag weed, indo is what I'm tokin'
Spliff to my lips as I tilt my head back
Lookin like a mack cuz I'm down to blaze a sack
I said (Inhale, exhale),
Kottonmouth hit so I said, "that's swell"
Pass a tweak to the left, party buzz's set in
I need some fresh air because I'm high off that in
Walked towards the door but I didn't get far
High kicked in, I took a seat at the bar
As I look into the sky and the air starts smoggin'
Here I go again kid, I'm mind boggling

I'ma get you so high,
I'ma make that ass fly,
Pack up the bong stand by,
I'ma get you so high

Here I go my mind starts joggin'
And I know I shouldn't have been hoggin, that Indo...
I know everythings foggin'
It's just another case of a man mind bogglin'...

Smoke sliffs, and live the life of Riley,
Stay high and be so damn smiley,
For then I won't worry about tomorrow,
Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow.

Here I go getting deep into my mind again
Thinking bout good times, smoking kind again
By myself so you say... (Man your hooked on Chronic!)
Am I a stoner or a loner Man I can't call,
In this cell-lock realm that I'm livin' in (????)
I got family members fiending from the cocaine
And loved ones locked up in prison
That's why I'm bailin', yellin', "Man fuck the system!"
All the pressures of this life get me frustrated
So I reach for the bong so I can get faded
I blaze a bowl hope it takes me to another level
To escape the pain and all my life's trouble
Close my eyes, and pray take the pain away
Ask the Lord should I live to see another day

Rob Harris died, I guess that's one of life's little tests
Jason Thirsk took a bullet straight to the fucking chest
Monique Delgado my first real true love
Died at 23, now she's waiting for me up above
I grabbed a pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin'
Here I go again motherfucker my mind's boggling!

I'ma get you so high,
I'ma make that ass fly,
Pack up the bong stand by,
I'ma get you so high

Smoke sliffs, and live the life of Riley,
Stay high and be so damn smiley,
For then I won't worry about tomorrow,
Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow.

I'ma get you so high,
I'ma get you so high,
I'ma get you so high,
I'ma get you so high,

Mind bogglin'...

another day gone...

sittin in my livin room pullin on some tubes
no more bubble berry so i settled for the blue
snapped it through and my lungs start to hurt
hold it in long enough it'll put your dick in the dirt
and people go bizerk tryin' to get their hands on it
most commonly heard phraze is, "Richter's got the chronic"
so i'm on it, matter of fact i'm on the top
can't nobody fuck with me or the Killa Kali crops
like reebox yo i'm un stoppable
and the bowls that i pack are un-pop able
so what you grow all i want to know is what seed
what system you using you got the lights you need
you got a masters degree from the weed ivy leagues
or you a cop without a clue just lookin for a lead

life rolls on
its passin by your eyes real fast
another 24 another day is passed
half of those said we'd never last

hey loc i think its time to grow again fuck it
if you're gonna grow you better come pick up your bucket
alright im comin through ay yo grab some mountain dew (what)
a pack of zig zags and a couple of brews
i cruise through in the blue too with the basetubes
i too got the big bumps keep my caddy dumped
dont front on this trunk stump on my bangin bus
we'll erupt on that blunts but turn that shit to dust
dusk to dawn just like the modern day Cheech and Chong
Tim and Dustin on the bong smokin mad amounts of ganj
writtin songs playin pong we was young we don't belong
stealing cigarettes and bongs we was kids gettin it on
but now we're both standing strong 2000 and beyond
to dawns at ? used to fight to get along
that was way back then and this is right now
we're on a mission to get it smoke and bone the hell out

life rolls on
its passin by your eyes real fast
another 24 another day is passed
half of those said we'd never last

there's 420 ways to blaze
use one it tastes great when you smokin out the vape
mind haze sit back it'll put you in a trance
grab your sack relax and throw your cap up on the hat rack
throw your feet up recline just chill
we just smoked a eighth of the mother fuckin Kill
for real hold it in now we goin on a ride
the bud inside aint nothing to fuck with
some santa cruz that we got at john's crib
the crip that you never find around
the reason you can't find it in your city or your town
because it sits in my bedroom in piles and mounds
we got pounds and pounds that the world dont know about
if i sold it yo they'd all be in the clouds
smoke em out without a doubt
yo its not for the money
its all for the head and gettin stoned with my homies

Life aint what it seems, it aint no fucking dream.
So get a grip up on your shit and make sure your pipe's clean.

When I drink booze put a crown on my royal
Kottonmouth Kings make a pipe outta foil
Put a grip to my lip, dip it in honey oil.
Smoke it to the butt put it out in the soil.
Damn Saint Dog, I'm outta weed again, "I feel ya"
Pockets lookin thin aint got a dime to spend!
Big Hoss is in the pen, yes he's doing 10, "Fuck the system!"
I smoke a cigarette and try to comprehend.
Judicial system got me wishing I was president
I got a grudge against the judgment that's irrelevant.
I write a rhyme to attract and show intelligence
Shit, every other night I'm getting hella bent.
I roll my skate to relate to this society, society
No money in my pockets cause they lied to me, "lied to me too!"
No papers to my name, ya see my bong broke, bong broke
I guess that's why they call me crazy D-Loc.

Life aint what it seems, it aint no fucking dream.
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean.

When I grow buds I put keefe on my soil
Put the green in the bing then I make my water boil.
Alcohol and rice roll nice with the coil
Evian in my bong so my water don't spoil.
Damn Loc-Dog I'm outta drink again, "I feel ya!"
Buds lookin slim, I need a Heineken, "A Heineken!"
My bro's locked down doin 9 or 10, "Fuck that!"
Step back, I'm bout to crack, can you comprehend?

Placentia City got me witty on this way of life.
I (ride?) a duck, what the fuck, skin it with my knife
There's a zone in my dome called the twilight
I'm down for my crown each and every night
Well I keep my tolerance, stay inside my flow
Make ya say 'damn bro I got to go to a show'
Life aint what it seems, it aint a dream and I aint playing.
But I'm Saint Vicious and Daddy X is saying

Life aint what it seems, it aint no fucking dream.
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean.

Now when a read a mag put a grand on my royal
Government lies yo they make my water boil.
R.I.P. to my peeps 6 feet in the soil.
Riverside hometown represent, stay loyal.

No money for the skate no change for the tax
Went surfin with no keefe but forgot the sex wax.
Have a purple friend to help ya to relax.
A one foot glass called the paramax.
Now afternoon to you is my morning
I wake up hit the roach and then I'm snoring
Outta bed around 3 take 7 BT's
Like DJ Rob Harris kid I'm soarin'
I pertains an ill congested vibe
Makes ladies strive for my bozak
Addicted like prozac. You know that I track em like Lojak.
I'm slicker and quicker, I'll stick ya like Kojak.
I'm alone upon this rhyme that I've created.
This rhyme that I've inflated, wont trade it so gimme my space.
Government controls so they hated
Our life, it has been jaded and faded
We're getting erased.

Life aint what it seems, it aint no fucking dream.
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean.

If it ain't natural, then it ain't real

<i>[Chorus:]</i>
Oh we gonna' be kickin' tonight
We gonna' be sipping tonight
Ripping the night away (rip the night away)
Oh, when the time is right
Another full moon light
We rip the night away (rip the night away)

If this was the last joint, that we ever rolled up tight,
I'd want to be with good friends, underneath that open sky,
Play some mellow music, throw our dreams into the fire,
Release all the demons, and our souls are uprising

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There's nothing in the world like some good times and good vibes
Surrounded with your friends and your family by your side
All the time you spent together going out havin' fun
Doin' the things you do, this life style's got us on the run
Life's too precious every moment make it count
Some days you're on the top some day's you're down and out
This life's a gift, I'm gonna shine my light
So sit back, relax, get high, with us and kick it with us tonight

<i>[Chorus x2]</i>

(Rip the night away)
Burning, burning, burning
(Rip the night away)
Burning, burning, burning
(Rip the night away)
Burning, the night away

Take me to the mountain high, where I can smoke a bowl in peace while I drive
I'm on a back road with my sunroof open, on the way to meet the friends, we'll gather and tokin',
and we build a fire and chill for the night, catch up on old times over a few bud lights,
we just sit and laugh while reminisce 'bout the best days of our lives and we be the ones blazin'

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