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These fly rhymes and high times are to you by Suburban Noize
D-Loc, Saint Vicious, DJ Bobby B,
The bakers man, bake me a as fast as you can
Polish up the crown, watch it shine
The Kings are on the front line

Fly rhymes, high
Suburban Noize gotta be on the line
Zig Zags, chronic
Tell the girls be ridin' with some big macs

Gettin' burnt, herb
Just an thing in the suburbs
Bass high, low
Nothin' but some big West Coast jugalos,

Not I take ten steps, turn, and break out the
Grip my sac 'coz I'm about to shoot
in my ear the abasherea I can see
Voices whisper clear, "Smoke ST"
So I do, I fire it up, round 1, 2, now I'm lifted up
3, 4, can I stand and 1 more
I'm in the sky, am I knockin' on door?

Now I'm loading up on the clip and I'm pullin'
I see the little black hole say, "I missed you"
I can feel the expansion in my
I let go, I'm stress free, there's no left
so my mind travels and my eyes gloss
I reminisce about the I hung with big hoss
And even though he's locked down, man, he knows
That Saint got love for his big bro, I gotta go

Goin', goin', gone, it just blazed my last sack
Case to the head, so I can see
So yo, that, pack me another rip
So I can lay back and let my mind start to

Why me, D-Loc, me the stoner of the krew
If you with my stash then I'm fuckin' with you
Saint Dog's got my back, "Man I you knew"
Fly rhymes, times, Suburban Noize comin' through

Fly rhymes, times
Noize gotta be on the front line
Bass high, low
but some big West Coast jugalos, jugalos

Now Jane, she's my girl
Nowadays like the bitch rules my world
And everytime our lips
got me laughin' like a leaf from a bud tree
You know I like to stay high, I got that old ride
'77 bug and it's white on the
But on the it's full of bitches
An of erb and 17 switches

that drunk that slurs and spit?
"Saint"
Who gets trashed and to talk some shit?
"Saint"
Get me on a skate and I'll a heelflip
Man I with dirt slang and I just can't quit

I'm D-Locer ,the late toker
Royal flush got you bluffin' a game of poker
'66 stylie, face smiley
I to get high and live the life of Riley
Now I'm Dog but ya already know
That sick fly, still high, dope flow
my clock strikes 12, ask me where I'm gonna go
P-Town baby, jugalo

Fly rhymes, times
Suburban Noize be on the front line
Zig Zags, sacs
Ask the they be ridin' with some big macs

Gettin' burnt, herb
Just an everyday in the suburbs
Bass high, low
Nothin' but some big Coast jugalos, jugalos

Well, I'm D-Loc blazin' grass
Got the phunky buds and the transparent glass
If I had you a 20 then my you pass
If it comes up short I'm bust that ass
Saint Dog, I'm the hog, I'm the of the krew
man hittin' hard on the avenue
Or is it all I drank too many brews?
Porn Star lifestyle, so I say you

I got 2 skateboards, I eat and spam
My uncle, my pops, ain't me a van
I got a girlish girl, I her Tiki doll
I like to get high and dunkball, dunkball, dunkball
Dunkball, dunkball,
I like to get ain't a punk y'all
Kottonmouth's in the house so ya bowls
We ain't nothin' but some big West jugalos

Fly rhymes, times
Suburban Noize gotta be on the front
Rezin' screens, feen
No thing but Kottonmouth King

burnt, smokin' herb
Just an thing in the suburbs
Bass high, low
Nothin' but big West Coast jugalos, jugalos

Yeah, Kings
Bringin' ya Suburban Noize for ya speakers
Ya tweakers, the pimp daddies, laying the track
O.C. underground sound,
ya come to P-Town, bye bye, bye bye