Magic xtacy Cannibus, ludes, and GHB Uppers and THC Blues and vics and on sheets
Hey yo Loc, whats up Johnny I still sport the same frame, I changed the big picture Now I'ma sit your ass down right in the row To let you how we smoke at a Kottonmouth Kings Show
You we do it, did it, doin' it again I need at ten tokes for my day to begin A big of the chronic, 'cause you know Im always on it Steady out the glass, got the plastic go and pawn it
And get a refund check, I bet you sell your drawls You keep bouncin' like my balls off the walls because You a piece of what I got plus a sack of my pot Think youre gonna get it, thought wrong, I think not
We fucked up at Four Twenty in the old up on the homies, like what you blazin' They said some purple kush that got from Riverside But I knew they was fakin', the shit barely got me
Everything looks the same but feels so differently And I dont know if just all in my head or if Im losin my sanity My smokin', my is foggin' my thinkin' Thats what they all keep me And faces-n-places keep erasin' And everything so strange to me
Now we out on the road, different city every Different hos every night, different flows night We stay off Bud Light so fuck the Malt Liquor We beer by the can, cup, bottle, or pitcher
see us onstage faded straight buzzed as fuck Youll hear us bumpin' down block when were in our trucks da doom doom doom doom whats up Damn I blew another woofer man thats just my
Well thats your luck, I hope mines better that As I tilt down my hat, and off my beer cap Yeah, Locs kinda doin' 80 in the dirt With his bike in the back and a in his lap
I feel the hurt, when its time I go bizzerk Third gear buckled, shit didnt even Well, you know I seen the footage, and the dont lie the wind out his chest and straight blackened his eye
Everything looks the same but everything so differently And I dont know if it's just all in my or if Im losin my sanity My smokin', my is foggin' my thinkin' Thats what they all keep me And faces-n-places changin' erasin' And feels so strange to me
Strange, strange, strange, strange
Im feelin' so strange with the addition of Poppin' tiny blue things with no time to kill Eat the mid-sized whites, theyll keep you till the mornin Take one a chick, you know that night you might be bonin
D-Loc, Im feelin kind of D and Im out of control Ya know the big ol fatties are the 3s And the orange I got come straight from overseas
You know how I do it, wakin' up beers in my bed, waitin' for a lady to play And I love being on one, two, three, or Looped, staring at the with my back on the floor
Five, six, I out with my dick I called this bitch, she was a ass trick Now we not its right, but strange is how were livin' Just goin' through having fun with what were given
Everything looks the same but everything feels so And I dont know if it's just all in my head or if Im losin my My smokin', my is foggin' my thinkin' what they all keep tellin' me And faces-n-places keep changin' And everything feels so to me
Everything looks the same but feels so differently And I dont if it's just all in my head or if Im losin my sanity My smokin', my drinkin' is my thinkin' Thats they all keep tellin' me And faces-n-places keep changin' And everything so strange to me