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Hey yo Loc What's up Johnny I still sport the same frame, I changed the big picture Now sit your ass down right in the front row To let you know how we smoke at a Kings Show You know we do it, did it, doin it I at least ten tokes for my day to begin A big of the chronic, cause you know I'm always on it Steady out the glass, got the plastic go and pawn it And get a check, I bet you sell your mamma's drawls You keep bouncin like my balls off the walls because You want a of what I got plus a sack of my pot Think you're really get it, thought wrong, I think not We up at Four Twenty in the old rotation up on the homies, like what you blazin They said some kush That got from Riverside But I knew was fakin, the shit barely got me high
Everything looks the same- but everything feels so differently- and I don't if its just All in my or if I'm losin my sanity- My smokin my drinkin is foggin my thinkin that's what They all keep tellin me- and faces-n-places keep erasin and everything feels so strange To me?
Now we out on the road, different city every Different ho's every night, different every night We drunk off Bud Light So fuck the Malt We drink by the can, cup, bottle, or pitcher You'll see us onstage faded straight as fuck hear us bumpin down your block when we're in our trucks That's what's up, I blew another woofer man that's just my luck that's your luck, I hope mine's better then that As I down my hat, and twist off my beer cap Yeah, Loc's kinda crazy 80 in the dirt With his bike in the back and a in his lap I don't feel the hurt, when it's I go bizzerk gear buckled, shit didn't even hurt Well you know I seen the footage, and the film lie Knocked the wind out his and straight blackened his eye
Everything the same- but everything feels so differently- and I don't know if its just All in my or if I'm losin 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 so strange To me?
I'm feelin so with the addition of pills Poppin little tiny blue things with no to kill Eat the mid-sized whites, keep you rollin' till the mornin' one with a chick, you know that night you might be bonin' I'm kind of dazed and I'm out of control Ya know the big ol fatties are the 3's And the orange ones I got straight from overseas You how I do it, wakin up everyday beers in my bed, waitin for a lady to play And I being on one, two, three, or four Looped, at the ceiling with my back on the floor Five, six, I out with my Dick I called bitch, she was a lil ass trick Now we not it's right, but strange is how we're livin Just goin through having fun with what we're given
Everything looks the same- but everything feels so differently- and I know if its just All in my head or if I'm losin my My smokin my drinkin is foggin my thinkin that's what They all keep tellin me- and faces-n-places keep changin erasin and feels so strange To me?