Luyện nghe bài hát Psychedelic Funk

This is from the Hawaiian Islands of creation
Mass
With the Kings burnin' up the nation

Don't your back cause we're comin' through front
And when on stage yeah we'll smoke ya like a blunt
My minds always trippin 'so you I cannot front
We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin funk
on a blunt, indo, schwag, or skunk
Southern Cali kickin' psychedelic funk

Shit it's a good day, got money in the bank
Gas in my tank, for my dank
Got a new Paramax, money for the
And for the plenty the lord I do thank

Boom, shit, bang, X is the
Dirt slang's the game and I bangs
It's the first county all league selection
Bobby B's on the mix with the vinyl
I went from sinner to Saint, back to sinner
Once was a preacher, but I huff thinner
Took your woo home and that bitch me dinner
Rolled a pinners and I went up in her
It's the capital D, the
Can't nobody even fuck me, (hell no)
My style is free, I the P
I tag the "A" for anarchy

watch your back cause we're comin' through the front
And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin' a blunt
My always trippin' so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' psychedelic
on a blunt, indo, swag, or skunk
Southern punks kickin' psychedelic funk

Hot Damn! I'm in my van
Copper pulled me over, asked me my plan?
Pig around like Toucan Sam
WHAT? BLAM! Now there's bacon on the van
I said fuck the police I'm an old skater
Roll aside the curb, peace and say later
Got a vibe like that fool Darth Vador
Told you motherfuckers I'm an old school

I'm D-Loc so fair is fair, party here, fuck you over there
I got a bag of bud smothered in red
Dog started drinking so you better beware
Well I got so much bounce you can feel my
Easy for easy penetration
What's all this talk a generation?
Legalize the
Lets free this
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. plantation
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. free this

Don't watch back cause we're comin' through the front
And we're on stage yeah we're smokin' like a blunt
My always trippin' so you know I can not front
the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' psychedelic funk
Puffin' on a indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic

Now the kind I is dipped in Willie Wonka
Chocolate factory, I take hits than Tonka
Light you up like blanca, get u like a bee
We're the bong tokin' representin' O.C.
Oh oh oh oh I'm back up in the mix
Its D-loc with the grab bag of
Your bitch is on my dick, your is too
And this is going out to the Krew
Damn gets old, wearin' ties that don't fit
Dirty wife beaters, size that quit
But I don't give a my rhymes make me legit
in my hands as I bail through the pit
Punk rock and I can't cha
Kings up in the picture
Suburban Noise, man I thought you
And if you're down punk rock, throw your horns up fool
Yes we're comin' through with an old deep
West coast juggalos sayin' hoo

Don't watch your back cause we're comin' through the
And when we're on stage we're like a blunt
My minds always trippin' so you I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' psychedelic
on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic

Scratch pow, ask me how
Even if I knew I tell you any how
Take that! fishbowl this bitch
What's the time? It's to get lit
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka, to the clip
Now the roach is lit, right to my lip
Inhale, hold it real
County horny devils back on the fuckin' creep!