Luyện nghe bài hát Misunderstood

I said my momma don't me
Daddy really cared
the rest
I've their test
I guess just ain't fair
A preacher man done told me, said your ways you better
But me man, I got a mic in my hand
And it's my time to rock the

One in a million, a in one
A stoner reeking havoc, but I don't a gun
Only a microphone so I can the stage
Don't got a beeper But I gots to some page up dope ass lyrics
my imagination
Smoked out the on my probation
Bustin' caps in the balls of generation
I flip this phat verse with no
My bro Mad Dog, the south bay psycho, got the bomb bud
Goin' cycle, the dank of the dankest don't get no sweeter
My boy B-Dub ain't a tweaker
He's a ganja man, that's the way it
2 turntables always rock at
Hey Bobby B, how your bud grow?
Shhh....That's on the low

I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never cared
Fuck the rest, I've failed test
I guess just ain't fair
A preacher man done told me, said your you better change
But me man, I got a mic in my hand
And it's my time to rock the stage,

Kottonmouth Komittee of horny devils, psycho rebels
Bitch up the treble
We wanna be heard because we speak the
Yo we miss Rob in the DJ booth
And that's the truth, 'cause the roots
We Rob Harris in the DJ booth
Yo all I'm kid is the freedom of speech
A to blaze, a freedom to reach
New are a high away
2 joints in the then I'm A-OK
I smoke two in the morning
Get the vodka I mix the OJ, ok

I my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really cared
Fuck the rest, I've failed test
I guess life just ain't
A preacher man done me, said your ways you better change
But me man, I got a mic in my hand
And my time to rock the stage

I'm I puffs all the smoke
Never herbs 'cause I'm always broke
Never had a job, probably never
That's right Saint Dog, we da of the hill
I'm Saint Dog find me trippin'
Never gun grippin', 40 sippin'
Anarchy is the life of me, give me booze, blunts,
And I'll tap all
I got a German glow an irie flow
You're red in the 'cause I bucked your hoe
So what now You know we told ya so
We got game that L.A.'s got blow
Yo my boy got ears like a monkey
My boy Saint Dog is a drunkie
DJ Bobby B gots the that are funky
If you really know I grow my green bud skunky

I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy really cared
Fuck the rest, failed their test
I guess life ain't fair
A man done told me, said your ways you better change
But forgive me man, I got a mic in my
And it's my time to rock the