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a,b,c,d,e,f,g,h,i,j,k,lmno,p haha, who's a rockstar? i am a rockstar...??hahahaha (all aboard!) bye, i love you say goodbye to the magic bus..?? hahahahaha, somebody open the window (all aboard!all aboard!) DaddyX so if your down the road with us, burn an ounce, take a hit come and go with us. climb aboard take a step on the magic bus..were goin for a ride.hahaha (byebye) 5,4,3,2,1...hold on tight |
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Remeber me? You don't? You will... Fuck you, Fuck all the people always runnin their mouth Fuck that bitch ass coward who fuckin flooded my house Fuck everybody who said this shit here would never happen Now who's laughin you said we'd never make it by rappin But you was dead wrong this song was made to strictly prove a point See my dick, well you can lick it as I fire up this joint Gettin me pissed off will definitely get you shit on Don't turn your back on the Kings, our team's too fuckin strong Be the second loced loady settin it off in the session There be no second guessin D-Loc is who you slept on Don't get confused when I step into your realm Watch me shine my crown now let's really get down Turn a smile to a frown Gives a fuck about a hater Cause I be the one that might sit back and play ya! Maken moves in the game Wit my D-Loc shielo, and if you don't know then Ah! Now Ya! Know. We're the ones that you all slept on- Talk shit you might get crept on- Grow lights is always kept on- We're the ones the whole world slept on- woof woof- Your diggy diggy dead wrong talk that shit you might get crept on get flexed on get stepped on we're the ones the whole world slept onDon't sleep on us Be the third king swingin comin rushin out the bus checkin nuts motherfucker Back the fuck up Wake the Fuck up You see what's going on You got some kids form the burbs And they're singing these types of song Everybody getting scared You can't shake the Kings We got that underground phunk So matha fucka please Now sit back look and listen While I smoke on my bud I seen you kissen ass fag Should have shown me the love In the middle of the club you could of dabed my hand and gave me respect Like a matha fuckin man Who's a bitch now? You should have never slept on my crew And it's rude how all these whacked groups Are settin played and I'm amused With the defected youth confused Sittin back laughing drinkin beer in two's With my pants saggin D-Loc matha fuckas. We're the ones that you all slept on- Talk shit you might get crept on- Grow lights is always kept on- We're the ones the whole world slept on- woof woof- Your diggy diggy dead wrong talk that shit you might get crept on get flexed on get stepped on we're the ones the whole world slept onDon't sleep on us I've had all that I can take no more room to give From the pressures growing up, the pain I felt as a kid Six schools in one year, shit, I've been shipped around Now I ain't never backin down I'll fight and die for my krown See all these pussies talk a lot but ain't got shit to show for it I got 2 dirtbikes, a halfpipe, and a new truck you stupid fucks Still roll the bus, and I do run your clubs You can't kick a King out, cause we level's above Well connected to the top, all it takes a phone call And that will be the end of you, your eternal downfall Was to step and start barkin bout the wrong fucking band Should have shut your fuckin mouth, should have tried to understand you dead wrong you slept on us C wake up now C cuz we callin Come creepin C night crawlin night crawlin you fallin "We're the ones that you all slept on- Talk shit you might get crept on- Grow lights is always kept on- We're the ones the whole world slept on- woof woof- Your diggy diggy dead wrong talk that shit you might get crept on get flexed on get stepped on we're the ones the whole world slept onDon't sleep on us |
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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 |
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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 |
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But this how society works, im a tell ya, he in there everynight stealin steaks and stealin everythings else everynight gets beat down by some cops (ya know) he turns around and says im gonna sue these motherfuckers for beatin me, you know he got big bank for them beatin his ass for stealin shit. |
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| 3:46 |
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So enjoy my good friends may these good times last cuz in this lifetime they come-n-go to fast one day your sittin on top next day your fallin off fast- So enjoy my good friends make these good times last My gas tank's to the top, with a freshly picked crop New album 'bout to drop, met a girl I like a lot Things is on the up and up, like they never gonna stop Eatin meat that's butcher cut, drinkin sake at Hibach No rocks on the wrist, I ain't into those things Silver plugs in my ears, the only things I bling Maybe a big fat ring, but you won't see no jewels I don't need a diamond link to make these ladies druel I just play it cool, maybe throw them a wink Yannow, buy em a drink, ask them What do they think? About exchanging the digits, that's just how I'm livin Cause sex could be bought, but love is only given So enjoy my good friends may these good times last cuz in this lifetime they come-n-go to fast one day your sittin on top next day your fallin off fast- So enjoy my good friends make these good times last I used to stay high now I am zoned out C had a shaved head yes I did now its grown out looks kinda fresh when its blown out C broke as a joke ask loc moneys C loaned out C lived with my folks had a spout got thrown out grew fat buds at the spot till they cloned out C used to have a job part time but I hate work caught smokin joints in the back with the front clerk C boss man walked in fired me took my work shirt left me bare chested high as fuck punchin clockwork walkin down the street unemployed how'd I go wrong back to takin rip after rip from my glass bong damn. So enjoy my good friends may these good times last cuz in this lifetime they come-n-go to fast one day your sittin on top next day your fallin off fast- So enjoy my good friends make these good times last I'm consistently on one my middle name done I'm still spun from lasts nights vodka and rum I popped a biscuit got with a hotty ever hunny in the party Had a bangin body The beer kept callin me The buscuy started to roll I'm rollin but I'm under control And if I get out of control you betta slow me down E and my homie chucky chuck gett'en up like circus clowns Chucky styles and the D-Loc I'm stoned to the bone eaten K.F.C We back home from the party up w Hollywood Hills We was popping some pills and all the alcohol was reel Drunks throwing up flicken cigarette butt's people fightin In the streets thinking their tough You know what we was on the balcony Laughlin Smoken buds flicken beer bottles while people were dancing So enjoy my good friends may these good times last cuz in this lifetime they come-n-go to fast one day your sittin on top next day your fallin off fast- So enjoy my good friends make these good times last |
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| 3:42 |
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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] |
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The war on drugs is a war on me and if its not then let me be home of the brave land of the free Its just a plant so let freedom ring Im sick of these snitches droppin dimes on my block to my small sack slangers to my indoor crops or our cash money business or my late night stops or anything about this old school pimp called pops Yeah! Shit fuck Piss I cant stand the cops theyre always on my dick trying to snatch my crops but theyll never gonna get em cause givem to my pops then I fail out of town in my matha fucking dodge You cant catch me so please stop trying theres no denyin that the cops are lieen Not me because I not you cant relate when I look you in the face I can tell that youre a fake. Ha! Ha! Ha! Zero Tolerance I got zero tolerance Just because youre a you fat wanna be stinky ass matha fucka Tryin to get my shit but you cant you suck get the hell out my face? Cause your breath stinks bad your badge is dirty you cricked as fag Im here to free all the people that are livin in fear The modern day Paul Revere, Just lend me your ear Cause theyre comin, in fact theyre already right here You know how much they spent in the war on drugs simply last year? Eleven-Billion Dollars straight down the drain The war on drugs has cost a lot, you shouldnt worry about me, or my bag of pot Not hurtin nobody, not polluting the youth Not sellin no lies, Im only giving out truth Try to tell me what to do, I wont listen to you, Ill smoke weed till I die, out of joints, pipes, tubes well Im rymin and Im stealin dealin time after time rhyme patterns designed to enlighten your mind legalize the word freedom till the plants not a crime and when the plants not a crime well all be livin divine zero tolerance is ignorance were drawin the line. Zero Tolerance the war on drugs is a waste of time how could a plant be a crime- you got the bombs to kill off our kind- Arrest and seize we get jailed Fucked-w/-Find free the plant Zero Tolerance I got zero tolerance |
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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 |
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Are you a pothead, fucker? Muffucka I...(gibberish)...it's like...(gibberish)...I do...(gibberish)...it's like...(gibberish)...I wouldn't...(gibberish)...ya know...(gibberish)...I wouldn't do no drugs! (laughing) Are you a pothead, fucker? What muthafucka? Are you a pothead, fucker? Man I aint doin that shit, ya know...(laughing) I said are you a pothead, you dumb motherfucker! What! Muthafucka. I dun shot mini-muthafuckas. Bam! |
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We'll probably waste away and pay this price for livin Yeah I'ma waste away my life cause I really don't care Jump every bump in my truck, all tires in the air Accepting every dare, leap off a cliff, fuck yeah And if you wanna get em up, I hope you're commin prepared Cause I ain't backin down from shit, I'm a pit in a dog fight Ear's snipped, smellin blood, and my jaws is clamp tight Around your neck, I'm bout to wreck shop, fuck you and your pops And if the cops get involved, then they gonna get dropped Stay the fuck out of my business, just leave me alone I live my life how I want, when I want, I'm full grown And I'm gettin fed up with all these rules and regulations Sixty-five on the highway, nope I'd rather be racinSo fuck the population, fuck the laws they creatin I feel it's an invasion to get arrested for blazinI feel it's time to give up, start livin how I want Cause in the blink of an eye, you're whole life could be gone We'll probably waste away and pay this price for livin- Your probably gonna miss us when were dead and were gone- We don't see yesterday tomorrows in our vision we take it to the limit and we keep movin onPushin Limits I goin all out until my dyin day I don't care the police give a fuck what they say I'm stayin blazed everyday all day Doin my thing braken Law's I don't a bay Theirs no turning back And their not gonna stop me I stay stealth like armed robberies When you play the game You gotta be prepared You can't be afraid You can't be scared To throw your fist in they air And gett'em up on sight Size don't matter It's the facted that you fight You get respected on top or the bottom Even if you get knocked out Or your clocken Get the hell on Stay out my matha fuckin face I'm down for my shit D-Loc don't play I got one thing to say Weather you like it or not I do what I do. We'll probably waste away and pay this price for livin- Your probably gonna miss us when were dead and were gone- We don't see yesterday tomorrows in our vision we take it to the limit and we keep movin onPushin Limits I wanna get faded tonight lit with my crew blitzed stoned and puke eat me some shrooms spit on a cop tell him fuck you get my dick sucked fuck on the roof blow all my cash and just do what I do We'll probably waste away and pay this price for livin- Your probably gonna miss us when were dead and were gone- We don't see yesterday tomorrows in our vision we take it to the limit and we keep movin onPushin Limits |
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You gonna' hit some weed up in this mutha-fucker'! Wahahahahahahah-ahha-ahha-ahha! What mutha' fucker? You ain't gonna hit no muther fuckin' weed?! You gonna' hit some weed up in this mutha' fucker'! Pull mutha' fucker pull! Pull mutha' fucker pull! Yeah mutha' fucker think he gonna sit in here and hit...aint gonna' hit some weed! |
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| 5:40 |
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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 |
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Full speed ahead never slow my roll lightin J's as I pass your Hi-way patrol On the sidewalk spittin as the cop drive by- piggy starin at me like I'm supposed to blink an eye I don't fear other men other men fear me I don't believe in your ignorant hypocrisy I don't need you to judge me or read me my rights tough cops on bikes no gay men in tights A little bit of love A little bit of fear A little bit of everybody's mouth in my ear I aint listen to you because I do what I do And if you got some bud's I'm a smoke then to You betta back the hell up a give Loc some space And quite the bullshit you're yellin in my face I got one life to live and I'm goin out smoking So fuck what you say and the people that are chosen Livin in fear fear of their cops fear of their jails fear of their laws livin in fear fear of their plan fear of their guns fear of there hand- Livin in fear fear of their hate fear of their boots night sticks-n-mace Fear of their power ignorance and greed fear of their laws and the hate they breed- Fear Not This is a unified session built for world wide tokin I may stay bent true but I'm not broken you silence me see cuz I'm out spoken your sleep walkin now I'm awokin ask D-loc If you think I'm jokin D-loc stays blazed everyday I'm tokin so if money can't be eaten and freedom can't be bought you speak of free thinkin they'll incarcerate your thought so give me the right to speak and I'm a take it give me a mold to break and I'm a break it true to myself I stay I can't fake it put the pot in the brownie mix and then bake it Livin in fear fear of their cops fear of their jails fear of their laws livin in fear fear of their plan fear of their guns fear of there hand- Livin in fear fear of their hate fear of their boots night sticks-n-mace Fear of their power ignorance and greed fear of their laws and the hate they breed- Fear Not You want me to be scarred, prepare to be let down I'm standing strong on my ground, still reppinP-town Ridinround in my crown, the cops see me and frown And they be acting like clowns, pulling me over for my sounds Fuckin hassling me with their authority With their badge, fucking fags, illegal search and siege Found a little bit of weed, now I gotta pay a fee When I can smoke in the streets is when I'll really be free Livin in fear fear of their cops fear of their jails fear of their laws livin in fear fear of their plan fear of their guns fear of there hand- Livin in fear fear of their hate fear of their boots night sticks-n-mace Fear of their power ignorance and greed fear of their laws and the hate they breed- Fear Not |
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| 2:33 |
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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. |
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| 3:50 |
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A yo blow, what's up Jonny Richter, I just sold the same frame , just changin' big picture, and I'm gonna sit your ass down right in the front row to let you know how we smoke at a kottonmouth kings show- Do it, did it, do it again, I need at least ten tokes for my day to begin, a big sack of the chronic , cuz you know I'm always on , steady smokin' out out of the glass, got the glass going ponic and you get a refund check to save your mama's draws, and keep bouncing off the walls like my balls just cuz you want a piece of what I got, put this sack in my pot, think you really gonna get it , thought wrong, I think not! We fucked up the 420 in the whole rotation - we rollled up on our homies like - what you blazin', is this some purple cush, that we got from riverside, but I heard it was faking, thinkin' shit this thing barely got me high! Chorus: Everything looks the same- but everything feels so differently- and I don't know if it's just all in my head or if I'm losing my sanity- my smokin', my drinkin, is foggin my thinkin', that's what they all keep tellin' me- and faces-n-places keep changin' erasin' and everything feels so strange to me Now we out on the road, differnt city every nite, different hoes every nite, different flows every nite, We stay drunk on Bud-Lite, so fuck the malt liquor... |
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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 |
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Time keeps on slippin through that hour glass-I-I need to rip another vapor blast- Why do all these people keep on talkin trash- Kottonmouth was built to last- you know that we was built to last The Adventures of shaky bonez the intruder AKA D-Loc Mr. Ginseu Master The Budda Blasta it's all-good Operatin in my green room Cutting up my words. You betta make way I've been know to blow the spot Mr. Ginseu Master And Bobby Suenam We form like volton connected by the feet So theirs room to reach When we transform the beat With the ill techniques Needles stick like gum Bobby on the two and shaky on the one Here comes the suenamie brothas Duck fuck run grab your shields and Putten up this ain't for fun Table combat son You betta blow the spot When I penetrate it's deep You know I smoke my pot Everyday I stay ripped They call me D-Loc the C Don't Eva get it twisted Naw! Mean. Time keeps on slippin through that hour glass-I-I need to rip another vapor blast- Why do all these people keep on talkin trash- Kottonmouth was built to last- you know that we was built to last And you know this I got so Herb in my pocket A caddie an a truck A phat chain wallet A dirt bike, mini bike and a go-cart A skateboard shoot gun and a snowboard My wake because winter just passed Summer comin up River runs with the hash Me and all my dogs Drinken beers token buds Yorkin on are trucks Right under the sun And when the water cold We sit and get stoned Hollerin at the hunny's Talkin shit from crow's boat And if you don't know I don't really fuckin care Like listen to a drunk When he's yappin in my ear Talken this tale that Your not make no sense Like smoken crack by a fence Or bud when it's dense Don't run get it twisted I'm a tell you again The call me L-O-C Sucka see ya! Say. Time keeps on slippin through that hour glass-I-I need to rip another vapor blast- Why do all these people keep on talkin trash- Kottonmouth was built to last- you know that we was built to last I be the kid with my pants Straight sagged to my knees Got my vans on my feet Smoke a once a week Written rhymes to beats Intertwining with timing Rhyming patters are scatteren I'm as high as the heavens Farmer are caddle Eaten valiums and tatilen On the side of a mountain choppin trees down or cabins On the search for medalians While they thinking their stallions I about to burn like dragons How could you imagin Back in the day I was a pest in the classroom With a attitude bablin On the desk I was taggen While the teacher was talking Hald the time I was nappin Sides the fact I was slacken Didn't care if I was passin Relaxin and laughing Stealing pencils and graphing Children for magazine Memories of causalities People now gather me I'm the D-L-O-C And I'll I do is smoke weed. Time keeps on slippin through that hour glass-I-I need to rip another vapor blast- Why do all these people keep on talkin trash- Kottonmouth was built to last- you know that we was built to last |
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The earth the wind the sky the sea the birth the life the air we breathe- The truth
the lies the in between the hate the love the waking dream All these beautiful things growin up in California and all the members from the people who new ya! Don't test Mother Nature she's a powerful person Don't get caught up in a bind for bein stupid like abortion These are the types of checks you can't cash when your trying to live long can't afford to be an ass or when you walk into a party being loud and obnoxious or when you walk up to a hotty wish no respect and compliments it's fuckin nonsense this life's a journey all people I need and al the people actin funny like crash test dummy's people come people go like liquor sto doe they except it like a treasure some one pain is another man's pleasure We need to stick together to make t his beautiful place better You're times approachin in this like your livin in the aftermath of the new begin In the aftermath the new beginning- In the waking dream of all things unseen the cycle is complete the universe has justified my life and set me free- A smile spreads across my face prepares me for the ride- the setting sun begins to set the perfect way to die The earth the wind the sky the sea the birth the life the air we breathe- The truth the lies the in between the hate the love the waking dream I'm sittin in the basement, cause we about to get deep Final life's placement, bein the topic of speech What matters to you and me, what goals you've reached When you're body's laid to rest and your soul's free to seek With the knowledge you receive, You got a spot picked out You know where you wanna go from what you've learned about Some people call it Heaven, other's say the spirit world Where you goin when you die? Are you sure? For real? You ask me where I'm headed, I'm still tryin to look I learned one thing so far, the answer's not in a book Many paths to choose from written by the hands of man But they were all still alive, the information's second-hand I don't understand, cause all religion's have flaws Barkin out commandments, how 'bout Nature's laws? Cause when it's said and done, rivers still gonna flow The wind's gonna blow, and trees are still gonna grow In the aftermath the new beginning- In the waking dream of all things unseen the cycle is complete the universe has justified my life and set me free- A smile spreads across my face prepares me for the ride- the setting sun begins to set the perfect way to die The earth the wind the sky the sea the birth the life the air we breathe- The truth the lies the in between the hate the love the waking dream |
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Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin more Soul Surfin in the greenroom When the time is right, youre plant will bloom Soul Surf, Drop in and take a ride Live day to day just to get by Soul surfin carvin to the bone sittin in the pocket flowin all alone Soul surf Soul surfin searchin for a home Lookin for a girl I can call my own Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin more You cant lose what you dont got, just look and you will see So many lost souls wandering through these streets aimlessly Lifes like a puzzle to me, Im only missing one piece Soul Surfin gonna search for my soul eternally I know eventually I will find my soul mate The One I want to go home to every night of every day But until then Im gonna have fun and play Keep a smile on my face, I ride this life like a wave Soul surfin in pretty blue waters Waitin for the day that I could just call her Soul surf Soul surfin Im all by myself I dont need a girl that cares about wealth Im soul surfin and searchin for a lady and these fools probably think that Im crazy I aint shady baby Ill tell it like it is When you look in my face youll no Im serious Now its delirious all these funny pretty girls trying to get up in my face and trying to rule my world What do you want form me Im the D-Loc The capital D What you gets what you see. Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin more- Soul Surfin in the green room when your time is right your plant will bloom Soul Surfin touchin blue skys up high where spirits fly pretty, pretty, pretty were to young to die |
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Livin life on the endless Highway lost miles in between- If we never saw the world tomorrow we'd go out smokin green- you cant sell it if you never bought it there's a price to chase this dream- Livin life on the endless Highway lost miles in between D: Hey yo Richter JR: Hey yo whaddup D D: For the past 6 years our life's been kinda crazy JR: Travelin' overseas seein shit we wouldn't see JR: You know a stoner mind like mine can't remember every city D: Well you know I'm with you homie and you know I got love D: For everybody at our shows, from the clubs to the pubs JR: Blazin' dubs outta bubs, we be tight like a glove D: Like the smoke from our pipes D/JR: We gonna rise above Livin life on the endless Highway lost miles in between- If we never saw the world tomorrow we'd go out smokin green- you cant sell it if you never bought it there's a price to chase this dream- Livin life on the endless Highway lost miles in between JR: In the back of the back of the D: Back of the back of the bus JR: On this never-ending journey, gettin searched by the fuzz D: Gettin rushed out my bunk at nine-thirty in the mornin' X: Wake up, grab your stash, break the bongs, and hide your doja JR: Kept composure with the po-po's, our driver was on no-doze JR: We was movin slow on the side of the road D: And on the side of the road was more highway patrol's D: Got the K-9 units, man this shit's no joke JR: So we called up High Times for some legal advice JR: Cause if we miss the show tonight, you know there's gonna be fights D: It's gonna get a little rowdy if the Kings don't play JR/X/D: Another price you gotta pay on this Livin life on the endless Highway lost miles in between- If we never saw the world tomorrow we'd go out smokin green- you cant sell it if you never bought it there's a price to chase this dream- Livin life on the endless Highway lost miles in between |
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Roll it up then, confrontation Smoke it up then, heal the nation Roll it up then, burn the ganja I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand Let me take you on a trip, deep where I venture With the P-Town ballers in the city of Placentia What we gonna do? Fool I though you knew We're gonna fishbowl this bitch and roll the avenue Man I'm barkin, park so we can get this sparked and We'll score a fat sack and there wont be no more then We'll make a right turn, the shef'll burn Break out the two-four and put the bowl on turn We need to hurry up because my high's straight escapin We need a sixty roll because this bowl I'm sick of scrapin We're gettin low on herb, I found a twenty on the curb I got about a fifty, so Loc what's the word? Its some herb, we bout to blaze it (that's what I'm sayin), We'll score a fat sack and smoke till we're hazin Never perpetrate me because we just got lifted Saint call some freaks ,why me, cuz you're gifted Roll it up then, confrontation Smoke it up then, heal the nation Roll it up then, burn the ganja I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand Saint we got low cuz we smoked all our dough That shit was straight legit when I hit it I almost choked Man he broke, and too bad we aint no joke Two hits and pass that, man I want another roach The sad oversoked man I want some mo That shit got me tipsy I almost fell out the door Let me say times cuz that sucker livin' Shake in my somthin that fools start trippin What's a man to do when the avenues of life comes crashin down? It makes me think twice, with the j out your hand You aint nothin but a rookie Tryin to drop science but your mind is playin hooky Pay attention Loc, I only speak the truth Sing along with the song sendin out to the youth: Roll a man a joint and he'll smoke for a night Teach him how to roll and he'll smoke for life Roll a man a joint and he'll smoke for a night Teach him how to roll and he'll smoke for life Roll it up then, confrontation Smoke it up then, heal the nation Roll it up then, burn the ganja I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand Man I'm gettin stressed, I need to hit the cess I need to get some herb so I can calm my nerves Lets get some sinsemilla, its twenty a quarter Naw lets get some kind bud its willin to float ya Now check it out I get a twenty from my girl I get a quarter bag of the ? shwag that makes you hurl Look what I got I just got my double chamber We smoke it with a double, its clipped, prepare for danger And if a stranger wants to get a taste of it He can take a hit and trip and pay me for my rip I try to have two sacks in case one gets lonely There's a sign on my door that says bud smokers only Bud smokers only, bud smokers only There's a sign on my door that says bud smokers only Man I'm gettin hungry we need to get some food Man I need some chronic to get me in the mood Well hold up, my pager is blowin up Yeah that's X-Daddy, looks like we'll be rollin up Roll it up then Smoke it up then Roll it up then |
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