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from Scream 2 (스크림 2) by Marco Beltrami [ost] (1997)
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 |
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from Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle (해롤드와 쿠마) by David Kitay [ost] (2004)
D-Loc:
We gettin smoke out fo real! Daddy X (Chorus): OOooh Skunk One's in the chamber It's the mind re-arranger Its the make a friend a stranger Spin me changer Me record changer Daddy X: Ooh, Ah, Achika Pakelika's sparked the blunt in the back of the car We rollin 5 deep to the neighborhood bar Cars fishbowled now, we didn't get far See red lights flash, cops know who we are repetition built, superstar bud smokers Cops is hittin quotas for pullin us over Once again, let the routine kick in Stash in the dash let the games begin Piggy waddles over with that shit-eatin grin But I'm, cool as hurk I ain't scared of him Infact, I laugh, cause Pak's still smoking Cop came up fast, tapped the glass, but it's broken Grabbed the handle quick and the door flies open Smoke bursts out "WHAT ARE YOU GUYS SMOKING?" "Skunk 1 is what we tokin!" Daddy X (Chorus) x2: OOooh Skunk One's in the chamber (Skunk One Skunk One) It's the mind re-arranger (Skunk One Skunk One) Its the make a friend a stranger Spin me changer Me record changer (D-Loc! D-Loc!) D-Loc: Gotta get some weed I was running out quick I had a couple of rips left a little that was it My sack was getting low, had a little bit a dough Need to go see my bro so I can get some more Straight indica purple that I got from 33rd Gave me couple a pills and a DragonWorks shirt Got a new bong, packed it up and hit it "You like it D-Loc?" I said "Yeah I'm with it" Then I went to the store, grabbed a pack of blunts Went back to my house and I rolled em up Sat on my couch, drinkin beer, I got stoned Called this bitch on the phone that I really wanna bone Now I'm all blown and I'm staring at the ceiling The fans going 'round and 'round I'm just 'illin Smoked so much izzies' that it got me chillin Ya'll know the name (D-Loc!) Ya'll know the feelin (D-Loc!) Daddy X (Chorus) x2: OOooh Skunk One's in the chamber (Skunk One Skunk One) It's the mind re-arranger (Skunk One Skunk One) Its the make a friend a stranger Spin me changer Me record changer Johnny Richter: I need a drink quick someones in danger 10 footer fulla skunk 1 in the chamber Now let me explain exactly whats about to happen Theres gonna be yackin, there probably be passin out Were packin nothin but the Pepe Le Pew S-K-U-N-K F-U (FUCK YOU!) So if you got the misconception, that we smokin the stress then You should get a lesson like a bitch with a fuck This ain't amateur hour, this is the bong show If you didn't bring the weed then you gots to go So if you got 8 ounces, come on down lets contest it Your the next guest to test the best of any sessions Richter, D-Loc, B Dubb and Big P, Daddy X and Lou so you ain't winnin see I don't slang at shows never deal with strangers But I always got a little skunk 1 for the chamber Daddy X (Chorus) x2: OOooh Skunk One's in the chamber (Skunk One Skunk One) It's the mind re-arranger (Skunk One Skunk One) Its the make a friend a stranger Spin me changer Me record changer Daddy X: Ooh, Ah, Achika and we're in the kings zone now smoked out on the real Ooh, Ah, Achika Blueberry, Kings Blend, Strawberry Fields Ooh, Ah, Achika and we're in the kings zone now smoked out on the real Ooh, Ah, Achika Take another hit tell me how does it feel? D-Loc: We gettin smoked out fo real! All: Michael Jackson is gay! |
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