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