Альбом Kottonmouth Kings

[D-LOC] you know the king klick, yeah we got the bomb weed,
we got the southern kali shit that make ya eyes bleed,
daddy x, d-loc and that boy Johnny richter, bdub, big pak, lou, munchyz the heavy hitter

[Hook]
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
it's in my backpack , but you can't touch that
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
i need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the weed's at
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
you know I'm holding, always knowing where the weed's at
so where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
somebody's gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at

[Verse 1 - Daddy X]
it's on this time, in my prime blowin hella smoke
I got the mountain side growing going out for broke
we got them hillside's saturated Koast II Koast
I got a sack in my sock, an ounce in my coat
I got a fat bud in the case of my guitar
I got the flavour of the month chillin in the jar
i got that Whitehouse buying president
I got that Nassau spaceship THC
I got some weed in my garage and under my bathroom sink
ounce in my xbox living room by my TV
I got a nug on my desk and in my dresser drawer
and when I'm running low my hidden stash is in the floor
furthermore I got some backup underneath the stairs
and the eighth I got stashed in my underwear
wrapped in my sweaty balls , that's why I'm flying high
you wanna take a lick, trick , taste it good life...

[Hook]
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
it's in my backpack , but you can't touch that
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
I need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the weed's at
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
you know I'm holding, always knowing where the weed's at
so where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
somebody's gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at

[Verse 2 - Richter]

wanna know where the weeds at? well I'll give u a hint.
just follow the scent rising outta my tent.
imp flowing outta the vents into a Lincoln cont.
or my dropped Cadillac bc I done did it again.
I'm back to ballin to win, don't let me hold it all in
I only need five breaths but fucking calling it 10
getting control of those ends, blowing smoke like the wind
I'm back to Rollin in my bus, don't even let me begin
cause when I'm in it , I'm in, when I'm out it, I'm out
these cats are loopy bout prints they got a problem no Doute,
I call it fifty fin and my lair's my house,
I got one rule there it's don't show up unannounced
gotta call before you roll through, get the all cool
I might be like wait up , yo I'll call you
cause no one knows what Johnny Richter's got chronic
but when it's cracking, we be the toughest motherfuckers that's cracking
but anyway...

where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
it's in my backpack , but you can't touch that
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
I need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the weed's at
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
you know I'm holding, always knowing where the weed's at
so where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
somebody's gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at

[Verse 3 - D-LOC]

I got the bomb weed, you know I'm blowin hella tokes
I got the good shit that leave you laid up on the floor
I got the crip nugs, i got the big sacks
i got the type of bud that kick you in your fuckin ass
i got the type of weed that make you wanna bug out
without a doubt the type of shit that get you drug out
we getting super high, we gettin super ripped
we puttin it down for all the weed smokin klicks
so where's the weed at ?, i need to roll a blunt
put that shit back , fill it up, don't front, lick it up , stick it, burn it
smoke it to the butt, finish that shit and roll another one up. So...

[Hook]
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
it's in my backpack , but you can't touch that
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
i need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the weed's at
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
you know I'm holding, always knowing where the weed's at
so where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
somebody's gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at

This is for the people that are drinking in a club
The people getting' drunk, the people getting fucked up
We in the back smoking buds, spinning records, spitting flows so high
Melt the ice off your necklace so keep your head bobbin'
'Cause your neck you know it's fat
I always come prepared for anybody want to snap back
Low key holding shop let me get my groove on
Back up five feet and let me get my groove on
And my drink on, and my smoke on
Then go home with, something to poke on
I do my own thing, I make big moves
I ride big wheels, I fill big shoes
This my club song
This this my club song so put your hands up like what yeah
This my dance song
This this my dance song so lean back, lean back

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This my club song
This this my club song
I'm at the bar getting tore back drinking booze
This my dance song
This this my dance song so lean back, lean back
This the anthem so throw your damn hands up
This the anthem so throw your damn hands up
This my club song
This this my club song
I'm at the bar getting tore back drinking booze

So many places to go, so many people to see
So many things to do, yo that's the life I lead
I stay busy like a beaver on speed
Breaking mother fucking z's like I'm chopping up trees
Always VIP when I step on the scene
And always last to leave when I'm doing my thing
I'm always double fisted when I'm up in the club
And never leaving alone 'cause you know I get love
I got the smooth mack to get the girls on their back
Laying flat looking like they had a heart attack
Now what you know about that partner, do the math
But you better add fast, I'm a put you on blast
Last laugh on my habit, I guarantee this
Your lady asked if she could grab it so I broke out my dick
Then I took the bitch home and boned all night long
And on my way out I heard the DJ playing this song

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I come out on a Friday, blazing down the highway
Fast lane, living life, doing things my way
I'm not trendy, I'm a trend setter
Don't follow trends 'cause my daddy taught me better
Original style, spray paint and a stencil
Rip 'n tear wear hear me blaze the instrumental
Coincidentally I don't want a Bentley
Never like diamonds, Gucci or Fendi
Brand names offend me, I'm puffing on sensi
Never pretend to be something that you're not
Like a tweaker on crystal meth, heating up the rock
That's played out
Pure destruction to my people
Make some noize come on I can't hear you

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We keep it Kali on a Sunday afternoon now
Smoking on dank these just the things that we do
This is the way that we do it in Kali
Southern California's puffin' on that Maui Wowie
Left coast living, fishing, bustin' on the Kawi's
And you know we still up and down valleys
When we rolling in Kali

Staying high off the crypt we always getting' blazed out
D-Loc and Johnny Richter what you talking about
Growing up in Southern Kali where the weather stays warmer
Where the buds are green and where we live around the corner

The land of backyard parties getting drunk and stoned
So many girls act naughty when you get them alone

And when you get them all alone you know the shit's always crackin'
D-Loc, Johnny Richter, Daddy X, what's happening

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We keep it Kali on a Sunday afternoon now
Drinking on drinks see we've got nothing to prove
We keep it Kali on a Sunday afternoon now
Smoking on dank these just the things that we do

We live in Kali, where it's always warm
Traffic and fake titties are the norm
Where honeybees buzz all day and swarm
Where bong water spills in college dorms
Where surfers, stoners and gang bangers ride
Street codes are controlled from the inside
Real Estate prices are way too high
But doctors and lawyers and police get high
Where Hollywood movies play out in real life
Gold digging bitch turned desperate house wife
Where we roll it and lick it and kick it man
When you need to get stoned I'm your fix-it man

[CHORUS]

We just some stoners reeking havoc from the west coast
Southern California is the only place for me

It's the d double dash double o double boogie
Yo I keep that shit popping with the gangsta boogie
Where them low riders roll and them 6-4's high

And we got the rag top popped open down the block
Riding streets so smooth ya better move out the way
Light up my back tires like I'm lighting a J

Well light that ass end up you'll get taken out quick
Red, yellow, green you better pound that shit

You got your foot to the floor but you need some more
I got my foot on the gas now I'm making a pass

When you making a pass yo I'm making them mad
I'm hella fucked up while I'm grabbing a flag

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People looking at me staring kind of crazy
Got me wondering what they're thinking maybe
Everything's not fine and if you cross the line
It'll be the last time
I've had it

I get sick of cats staring always looking at me sideways
Ya'll need to mind your fucking business hit the highway
Do it my way worry about your own shit
Think about the next time you got to pay your rent
Put some food upon the table to feed your family
It makes no sense when you got to
Cause a tragedy
So you break all the rules to make yourself feel okay
Okay then let me do some stupid shit
They ain't gonna know
They ain't gonna tell
Yeah right your dumb ass goes straight to jail
Get caught slipping on some more late night tweaker shit
If you was a head I'd call you a dick
If you was a clit I'd call you a pussy
Okay pussy dick go ahead try and push me
'Cause I'm close to the edge hanging on for my life
And I'll be damned to go out without a fight

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People looking at me staring kind of crazy
Got me wondering what they're thinking maybe
Everything's not fine and if you cross the line
It'll be the last time
I've had it
'Cause if you keep on pushing I'm a get a little crazy
Get out of my face or there might be trouble maybe
Everything's not fine and if you cross the line
It'll be the last time
I've had it

So I'm up in the spot and everything's real nice
Drinking a cold ass beer on a hot summer night
Just keeping my cool but this fool he kept staring
Got me thinking to myself soon my drink he will be wearing
What kind of drugs you on that's what I'm asking myself
'Cause mean-mugging one of the Kings yo it's bad for your health
You need to think this one through before you start acting brave
It's best to walk away now so you can live another day
It seems to me that the position I'm in
They either love me or hate me I got enemies and friends
Don't even really know me but you're jealous as fuck
You need to bounce out quick before my homies get rough
Lay the fucking smack down put you back in your place
I didn't come here to fight I came for a couple drinks
And that's on the real that's all that needs to be said
If you don't kill me then you're dead
If you don't kill me you're dead...I'm seeing red

[CHORUS]

You think you know me but you don't know me that well…

And part of me still burns like hell
I'm peaceful and irie as I want to be
Just you be you and let me be me
'Cause when you cross the line and threaten family
Then an eye for an eye is all I can see
It's about respect and I expect the same
But all that's just now about to change

[CHORUS]

[CHORUS]
It don't matter where you've been
Just focus on where you're going
Most people you think are friends
Ain't there when the tough gets going
Remember to keep your friends
Be wise with those you've chosen
'Cause only your closest friends
Are there when the going gets tough

When I think about it the definition change
Back in the old days it wasn't quite the same
Or maybe it was but on another level
Still pushing dirt with a different type of shovel
Loyalty, trust, unconditional foundation
Builds everlasting bonds and relations
I've got friends I haven't seen in years
I'd die for tonight forget and have a couple beers
On the other hand you never know where you stand
With certain types of friends they'll sell you out for some ends
Or some pussy or some weed or a business transaction
Some use words but I prefer action
I'm a break you off like an old school playa
My x-ray vision helps me see through the layers
Of you fakes, phonies, lies and deception
Ask Matt Hall if you need a life lesson

[CHORUS]

I've been all around the world and I met a lot of people
These fakes and phonies yo these cats I see through
Dickheads and homies some others glad to meet you
You better give respect to the ones that believed you
And were there by your side when the going got tough
And had your back when you got to fuck someone up
And lent you a buck when you was broke and hungry
And gave you a place to sleep living in their luxury
Big Up to Chucky that's my dog for real though
What up to Judge D since back in junior high school
Johnny Rich' that's my man Mr. Brando
My partner in crime with the gangsta flow
Daddy X, Big Pak, B, Lou, Munch, Kev, Flo
Cause if ya don't know now you know
Fuck the rest
What's up though
P.S. to my shoulder blade Alison Marie
What up baby
Fuck what ya'll think

[CHORUS]

To make it in this life you got to know who your friends
Your boys, your dogs, the ones with you 'til the end
The ones that never crack it, they never even bend
I mean like when your ass is broke they got the money to lend
The type that when you need a ride they give you the car
You don't worry about them running 'cause they'll always stand hard
Late night, can't drive, man you never too far
Barbeque by the pool chilling in the back yard
Stepping out on a Friday never leave you behind
The first to call you up when they're hitting the kind
None the less don't stress 'cause it'll always be fine
Like everything I got is yours and what you got is mine
Walk in the front door like they own the crib
But hey, what's theirs is yours and what's yours is theirs
I can't explain it no better that's just how it goes
Real friends can't be bought it's got to come from the soul so

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Everybody move now
Take some action
Make some action
Yeah take some action
Life is short
That's why we're maxin'
Revolutions got to happen

(CHORUS)
Everybody move right now right now…

Everybody move right now right now
'Til this mother fucking place starts falling down
And everybody groove aw yeah aw yeah
If you down with the Kings throw your hands in the air
And keep them up in the sky if you like to get high
Keep them up in the sky if you're feeling the vibe
Then represent for your city let me know where you're from
I'm yelling out P-Town at the top of my lungs
'Til my last breathe I'm a keep doing my thing
Put it down for the Krown I'm steady smoking on the green
Like a boxer in the ring I'm all business man
When I step on stage with the mic in my hand
So get your ass up come on come on get your ass up
Get your ass up if you don't give a fuck
And everybody move right now 'cause right now
Is the time to get wild so let me show you how

[CHORUS]

This is a warning shot that's a laser dot
Daddy X, son I get high a lot
A little food for thought you want to run your block
And never caught slipping like a boat dock
In a slipknot, that means never slip
Let a rat in the camp and start to snitch
Keep your eyes peeled and your game tight
'Cause in a drug war it's always time to fight
Keep your head high don't be a fraud
One of a kind God that's who you are
You got to earn stripes I got years of scars
I revolutionize revolution wars
Free thought time free think tank
Free speech keeps costing people big bank
How many jail cells are filled with peaceful men
It's time to move stand up and take action

[CHORUS]

Everybody move now
Take some action
Make some action
Yeah take some action
Life is short
That's why we're maxin'
Revolutions got to happen

Hey yo now it's time to rock the party
Double dash move the crowd
I get that shit hyped with my So Cal style
Real smooth cat laid back like a pimp
Let the beat bump light your blunts up
We gettin' tore back we gettin' fucked up
Got the people in the back with their hands up
KMK mob we got this shit locked down
From the east to the west like blaow
The underground sound that you're hearing right now
The King Klick dog blowing killer chronic clouds
Put your schwag down no time for no clowns
Kottonmouth Kings aka the dog pound
The West coast bomb shit with the bomb lit
Sack full of endo pocket full of chronic
Beer in my right hand mic in the other
Nobody do it better D-Loc mother fuckers

[CHORUS]

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Take a bong toke…

I love rippin' outta bongs it gets me so so high
When I take a big toke 'looks like my eyes start to cry
Tears start to swell up when I take a huge hit
Of that bong biggie bong diggity dank dank shit
Johnny Richter don't quit out the one two three
Take so many bong hits you might run out of weed
Thought you was fucking with a rookie but I'm really a king
I was just out playing hooky having fun with my team
Well now I'm back with a plan to get the whole world united
The plan's called bong tokes first you pack it then light it
Then you pass it to a friend and keep on paying it forward
Until we all live as one to form a weed world order

(CHORUS)
Take a bong toke…
Where's the weed at?...

It's time to put the chronic in the chamber
The bong water needs a little change up
I throw a fast ball right down the strike zone
And split the bat up to stick in the glass bowl
Mountain Spring always goes down the freshest
Before we spark it up D-Loc you must inspect it
Dirty water's like a sin to a christian
You want heaven but you never gonna get in
The high priest baptizes and purifies
The canni-bus now we're all getting herbalized
Pass the lighter spark the holy chalice
The Mavericks ain't the same since Steve Nash left Dallas
Sprinkle on the keef yeah adds a nice topping
We getting' baked like hash cakes there's no stopping
The water's bubbling my vision starts doubling
The smoke's rising fast I pull the stem it comes rushing in

[CHORUS]

Yo
Liar liar pants on fire…
Liar liar…
Hey naw
Liar liar pants on fire ain't nobody getting no higher
FUCK THAT where's my lighter
Sick of all you lyin' typers
We getting higher higher smoking on a vaporizer
Eyes red blazed up smoked out I'm tired as fuck
We got that supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
The type of weed that leave you breathless and flow less
So take a toke
And another
And another
And another…
Tell your mother
Oh no!

[CHORUS]

(CHORUS)
We got that smooth irie feelin' we put it down
We got that smooth irie feelin' with the reggae sound
We got that smooth irie feelin' blazin' on these pounds
With that smooth irie feelin' Kottonmouth Kings earned our Krown

Ya'll can catch me in the parking lot smoking blunts feeling dizzy
Know I spark a lot D-Loc I'm always getting shitty
Hanging out with all the hippies blazing bomb buds in every city
Always got some Zig Zag's and a old school fifty
Something to put in it like crack and if it ain't green then it's wack
So put that garbage back in your backpack
Leave the session start walking we don't smoke none of that
Give me the Bud Light sit down and start talking
Where you at I'm over here no I'm over there

Where'd you say you were Loc?

Shit dog I'm everywhere
I'm always on the creep coming through your speakers high
Like Bob Marley busting over the fresh reggae beat
While you probably in the backyard drinking
Trying to get your boogie on but you can't even dance at all
You barely got any rhythm you just like the song
Now everybody sing along

[CHORUS]

Although it's stony I ain't even claiming Rasta
I got that love and respect for the ganja
Rebel music makes the soul grow stronger
I eat my oysters so I go a little longer
I swim deep when the reaper starts closing in
I'm a dreamer not a sleeper ask my closest friends
I like living in the moment giving mad love
And when this life is getting tough I'm never giving up
I let the rhythm and the herbals get the best of me
The irie feelin' always seemed to be my destiny
A higher power I can hear the spirits calling me
Positivity injected to me musically
Resignating kinda laid back
Just turn the music up and dig into your weed sack
I know you're digging this
I know you're feeling me
We're just living free
Getting' irie

[CHORUS]

It's been about 15 years that I've been married to the ganja
And our relationship has only grown stronger
You know that feeling that you get when you make love
Well that's the feeling that I get smoking on my bud
I live the irie life there ain't no denying that
Richter staying stoned always blazing hits back to back
The twenty sack barely gets my day started
If I wake up in a daze then I went to bed retarded
The world revolves around money and greed
But for me the world revolves around you guessed it weed
Too many stony things to see and irie people to meet
So with that said I leave you all with a goodbye and peace

[CHORUS]

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(CHORUS)
Can't stop
Won't stop….
We ain't gon' never stop

We need to make it clear let me pop my shit off
We've been here for like ten years bitch don't pop off
Tattoos all over my body I'm covered in Kottonmouth Kings
I believe this shit dog don't even bother me
Microphone on my left arm I got to keep it real
Rocking gold records on my wall bitch D-Loc got skillz
I ain't telling fairy tales and I'm not conceited
I could give a mother fucker the chills and make him believe me
Can't stop won't stop we need to make it clear
Stop asking dumb questions 'cause I'm still standing here
I catch a cat sleeping give him a contact
Ask him if he got this 'cause I got that

[CHORUS]

It took me so many years to get to the top
And now that I'm here I ain't gonna let my altitude drop
I stay flying high like aces checking people's faces
As if I'm in a poker tournament in Las Vegas
It's Johnny Richter so you know you can't play this
Support the type of people who'll leave you lying faceless
I got the kind of weed that'll leave you feeling weightless
Tell me what you need and I'll soon be on my way kid
Bullet proof tires keep me moving on
JB designers hook me up with bongs
And all my homies hook me up with bomb weed
So how you gonna stop us when the clock hits 4:20 come on

[CHORUS]

We ain't gonna stop
We ain't gonna stop
We aint gonna we ain't gonna we ain't gonna stop

We ain't gonna stop
We ain't gonna stop
We ain't gonna we ain't gonna we ain't gonna stop

We ain't gonna stop until the wheels they go pop
Until our casket top drop
Until they resurrect Pac
Until they outlaw hip hop and put a ban on punk rock
Until they legalize legalize legalize pot
See we ain't gonna stop until all our houses are bought
'Til we run the whole city then we own the whole block
We ain't gonna stop until we're sitting on top
'Cause them Kottonmouth Kings got the beats that go drop
Lights, camera, action, go
Kottonmouth Kings are in full control
I said lights, camera, action, stop
Kottonmouth Kings got them beats that go drop

[CHORUS]

One chance
One life
We going out blazin'

Wanted dead or alive my face is on the poster
My life is up and down like a roller coaster
I'm a easy rider don't do what I'm supposed ta
Outlaw living life to provoke ya
Packed and loaded I'm with my six shooter
Just for protection equipped with a hooter
Chasing cooter drunk in some bordello
Tipping back whiskey heads feeling mellow
Few more hours 'til we storm the next county
Bar tender said that on my head there is a bounty
Another night another sticky situation
I travel light it comes with the occupation
The pirate's life you know we going out blazing
Grab the map to the next destination
A pound of chronic and some fine ladies waiting
No regrets that's all that I'm saying

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I want to live life like there's no tomorrow
Drink it all up the whole damn bottle
No regrets no time for sorrow
Want to lead never want to follow
Live life like there's no tomorrow
Drink it all up the whole damn bottle
No regrets no time for sorrow
Want to lead never want to follow

We only get one life one choice one chance
Can't change the past have to play what's dealt in your hand
I try to help you understand why I do what I do
If you can help me understand why I should listen to you
There ain't a perfect person living on this planet today
And I'm certain I've been wrong with some decisions I've made
But that's a play that's been played they say what's done is done
You got to lose a couple battles before the war is won
See apologies I've given and I've also accepted
At the time it seemed right so I never regretted
The path I took look buddy you can go and be mad
But I'm having fun 'til my last breathe

Well I'm always staying busy gotta keep it on the double
Keep this shit popping like there's no tomorrow
Got my chin held high got my eyes peeled back
Don't rock no blings but my baseball cap
Bustas get smacked broke down like compounds
Let me sag my pants while I smoke this pound
Ride this bitch until the wheels fall off
No time to play around bitch ass get tossed
Never falling off living life, learning lessons
Making mistakes coming back no questions
Dumb ass don't say nothing
I'm living mine you're living yours
So fuck them his and hers

[CHORUS]

Some say life is short man
It all depends on who you're asking
No regrets rolling and passing
Round and round and round in high fashion

[CHORUS]

Put your money where your mouth is D-Loc ain't playing
I know cats like you that are broke just claiming
Ain't saying nothing just flapping your lips
Just running your mouth because you can talk some shit
Ain't got nothing to show for busting cool ass raps
But that's cool with me dog where your money at
I'm talking about the hustle even if your fresh see you're wack
I get paid homey rubber band man stacks

Give me a five and I'll make it a twenty
Give me a fifty and I'll turn into a couple a hunnies
Give me ten g's and I'll show you what I can do
Johnny Richter's on the hustle and we grabbing loot
I used to slang and serve sacks on a day to day basis
Now I serve and slang raps fill my beats with bass
It's a game it's a hustle we all paper chasing
On the road for two months coming home with bacon

You can't stop our hustle
You can't stop this
You can't stop our hustle
Don't even try kid
You can't stop our hustle
We world wide now
You can't stop our hustle
Koast II Koast blaow
You can't stop our hustle
The game's all the same
You can't stop our hustle
Just trying to make some change
You can't stop our hustle
It's time to build the stacks
You can't stop our hustle
So where the hustlers at

Everybody knows I got cops on the payroll
So just lay low until I say so
When that whistle blow we'll all be splitting dough
Nobody act dumb until the orders come
There will be enough cheese to spread for everyone
Making legal money and the feds hate it
Real underdogs most underrated
We got the underground locked branded and spaded

Watch me get my boogie on and flex this muscle
Ten years later D-Loc still on the hustle
I'm a get my grind on dig them out with a shovel
Keep stacking my chips then watch my ends bubble
Let the double double stack them up to the ceiling
When this shit's all done with I'll be worth a million
Watch me shine just let me smoke this bud
Let me drink this cocktail I feel like getting' fucked up

[CHORUS]

I'm gonna hustle until the wheels fall off
Keep on going out for mine never punching a clock
'Cause the hustle don't stop the game waits for nobody
Just trying to make some cash like my last name was Gotti
Stay on the grind like Independent trucks
Fifty fifty five-o let me know what's up
And you can still catch me on the streets of P-Town
I can still add sacks all the way to a pound

Don't matter none what you say or what you do
Throw salt in the game but it's coming right back at you
Snitches and bitches dirty rats and double crossers
Fuck off we the underground bosses
Fuck off like Shaggy 2 Dope said
These are family ties we all breaking bread
Legendary
You eat crumbs from the table
Wipe your mouth you're dropped from the label

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Smile when you cum
Cum as you please
Smile when you cum
Oh won't you cum for me
Smile when you cum
Cum as you please
Smile when you cum
I hope you never leave

Relax and follow me
I can make you feel so right
Sit back and let yourself go
I'm all alone with you tonight
I know that you know baby
Look me in the eye sweetheart
It's no surprise that we're together
How you make me feel inside my heart
So you follow me I'll follow you
You be me and I'll be you
Let's drift away like the breeze
I hope you never leave
Now my soul is running free
I can see you in my eyes
Ain't no telling what's going to happen
When I cum inside

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I'm addicted now
I'm addicted then
I want to see you cum
Again and again
You know it feels so right
It flows so naturally
When us two are one
Let me plant my seed
Candles light the room
Incense fills the air
Waterfalls cascade
Down your flowing hair
I'm in ecstasy
My body's getting numb
I love to see your face
Smile when you cum

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You know I love to make you smile each time we meet
And I hate to wait for you to come back believe
When our souls come together it just feels so right
'Cause we can make each other smile all through the night
So won't you come and smile for me
Come show me how it's supposed to be
Let's do the deed and grow together
In sunny days or stormy weather
Like shooting stars colliding in the nights wide open sky
Just make a wish girl and hope it comes true
'Cause all I want to do is watch you smile

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1, in comes the 2 to the 3
1, in comes the 2 to the 3
1, in comes the 2 to the 3
Make some fucking noise for the Kottonmouth Kings

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1 to the 2 from the 2 to the 3
Get the fuck up this is Kottonmouth Kings
3 to the 4 from the 4 to the 5
Make some fucking noise if you like to get high
5 to 6 time to get the joints lit
Down for the Krown here comes the King Klick
7 to the 8, 8, 9 then 10
We been doing this since way back when

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5
4, 3, 2, 1 D-Double Dash come through the back door
Party crashing, smashing, mashing on some
Blazing on the wood
Letting these cats know if it's misunderstood
This King Klick shit yo it's really kind of hood
'Cause every now and then yo I wish you would
'Cause every now and then yo it feels so good
Hit them up quick get them with the good shit
Letting' these dudes know about the Kottonmouth throne
D-Loc don't play you better get out my way
You better speak up quick if you got something to say
Put your hands in the air if you're down to get blazed
Put your middle fingers up like back in the day
If you're down with the Krown let me hear you say
1 to the 2 from the 2 to the 3

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Since way back when we've been organizing
Show after show always see the sun rising
We multiplying gravity defying
You want a math quiz come and add this
210 + 210 you get the password
70 x 6 you puffin' good herb
800 – 380 you can't fade me
Simple mathematics higher education
Times are getting' drastic
Roll another one Daddy X will pass it
We bombastic time to take action
Richter grab the microphone and start blasting

When you walk in my crib that shit's hot boxed
And when you walking out the door look like you got a pocket full of rocks
But it's two zip locks filled up with pot that you just bought
450 a pop and now I got 900 in my back pocket
Now I light up another joint and blast off like a rocket
You just can't stop this I'm gonna keep smoking
Stay on the top 'cause I know who's growing

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Yo stop the presses we a decade deep
We've been here ten years blowing big smoke rings
Burnt so many joints my nickname's Richter the Roller
From Kottonmouth and Kingspade Sub Noize is taking over

Rock the bells no more walking on eggshells
Truth be told we broke the mold in the game
We're not the same fuck being conventional
We come original do it our way
Back in the day we drew a line in the sand
Said we'd never be like any other band
We sparked the hoota then we sparked a movement
Red lights flashing yeah we stuck to the plan

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We met a lot of scratch
X we made a lot of dough
We always rolling grass
Loc we smoked a lot of 'dro
We wrote a lot of songs
X we played a lot of shows
We packed a lot of bongs
Man we flipped a lot of hoes
We did a lot of this
I know we did a lot of that
We traveled lots of miles put the styles on the map
We recognized world wide if you didn't know
We flow with the clouds rolling out Koast II Koast

Now I know you never seen somebody like me
Up on the stage ripping the M-I-C
With so much ease clearly
Time for you the parents gonna tell their peers
That their sons and daughters are filled with beers
Now their sons and daughters are filled with fears
Because lights and sirens are getting near
See I recall one night in Omaha
We was getting' drunk all having a party ya'll
At a house where they had a party ball
At the end of the night I could hardly walk at all
Said fuck that and I started to crawl
Was in the backyard but I started to fall
On the ground like I was a basketball
Up and down like a fucking see saw
I remember getting' baked up in the great lakes
Trying to make hash and weed cakes
Then it got so late with bus call at eight
Had to bounce out quick catch a break
Trek down to the southern states to the dirty south
Where the girlies shake their asses
To get some backstage passes man I love my life

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I remember one time we was out in the Carolina's
A group of hippies came up on us saying they was trying to find us
They heard about us in High Times you know the magazine
They said it's groovy what we're doing for the cannabis scene
They put a box in my hand it weighed at least two pounds
And it was custom painted decorated with a Krown
I opened up the box and smelled the sweet aroma
We had a massive session almost left X in a coma
Now that's the type of love the Kings are getting Koast II Koast
You know we chilly most always going out for broke
We put that Southern California life style on them
And make them freedom songs that make you want to rip your bong

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Now you need to simply understand
Kottonmouth Kings roam all over this land
And we rolling until the wheels fall off
Stoners reeking havoc we ain't never gonna stop
Break 'em off Loc

I'm flowing now Koast II Koast
On the gas we be dipping through the map
Smoking buds in the back of the bus rolling blunts
Represent with the raps steady moving on the dip
Microphone on my hip let me tell you all like this
I was drinking like a fish one night I recall
Getting faded off that eight ball
Taking mushrooms tripping thought I was on the moon
Hey yo Mike stop the beat because I got to go to the bathroom

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You can always catch the Kottonmouth Kings
Rollin' on the interstate highways
Through the deserts to the mountains to the shining sea
From the East coast to the West Coast
To the Midwest to the high plains
The Rocky Mountains
The dirty dirty South
You know the Kottonmouth Kings are still blowing smoke rings
Sub Noize family going Koast II Koast
Where you at

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A party a party we going to a party
A party a party we going to a party
A party a party we going to a party
We going to a party
We going to a party
A party a party we going to a party
A party a party we going to a party
A party a party we going to a party
Where's the party
Everybody come on with me Now everybody go and tell your friends
Let them know come through 'round ten
'Cause that's when the party's gonna begin
That's when I'm showing up yo so that's when the party begins
'Cause when I walk in the door the whole place goes bananas
I got party planners from California to Atlanta
Always got a moving camera for those girls gone bad
A couple Alabama slammers now they're calling me dad
Now this nights a definite success
'Cause there's a bunch of girls with some big old breasts
Which means a long line of people willing to pay
At twenty bucks a head for me a nice payday
And it don't stop until I pass out
Sorry if I don't know ya homie but you're assed out
This after party's at my house right now it's maxed out
You smell what I'm sizzlin' you know what I'm talking about
Where's the party!!!
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Bounce
Boogie down skate high
Come dipping through the party around 12 'o' clock
Pants sagged hat cocked got some weed in my pocket
Walk up in the spot shit pop like rockets
Head straight to the bar so I get my drink on
Pound that shit quick and order another one
People taking pictures of D-Loc the dog
Bitches taking off their tops DJ playing my songs
Got my girl in my arms and we getting' towed back
Kiss me on the neck rubbing on my nut sack
Got the back thong on 'cause she know I like that
Got my hand down her pants feeling down her ass crack
It's time to smoke a blunt 'cause we getting' fucked up
Walking through the dance floor throwing shit up
All the homies is drunk and the records still spinning
When the DJ is done I'm a go home and fuck

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Hey ladies you looking kind of sexy
I be smoking up that chronic not the mexi
You know that 'cause I'm King Daddy X see
Put you on the payroll and the party's never ending
It's like throwing gasoline on a fire
I own the club you don't need a fucking flyer
I thought you knew I had friends in high places
We should get together and exchange some fuck faces
Now that's exactly how I hooked up with my wifey
Now she's the only one left to entice me
Late night we got the party favors
Open up the stash box we got the 31 flavors
Turn the music up forget about the neighbors
We getting' fresh like a pack of Life Savers
Ever sat legs wide on a kings throne
It's over there girl make yourself right at home

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Now I've been sitting back watching like a hawk on the hunt
See people talk a big game but it's only a front
They think they doing big things but they living month to month
Can't even buy the milk for the Captain Crunch
You got to keep a close eye keep a look out for show
Get your piece of the pie keep on stacking the dough
Keep a low profile and a smile on your face
But watch your back
'Cause someone's always trying to take your place
Steer clear of dead end roads and gold digging hoes
Those who already know know that's how it goes
One too many times I've been standing in the cold
But it won't happen again 'cause now I'm running the show
I got control of my life and yes I know where I'm headed
And if it came out of my mouth then I guess that I said it
I said a lot of crazy shit from the past to the present
But you can bank on the fact that I'm a keep representing'

I've been down that road one too many timez
Stoned late night just sitting in that drive-thru line
Folks keep asking what I'm gonna do with my life
I've been down that road one too many timez
One too many timez
One too many timez
One too many timez
One too many timez

One too many timez I've been down and out
Stuck in a rut trying to figure this one out
A dead end job no college degree
And my money's drying up faster than my weed
As this world goes around it seems nothing makes sense
Violence makes dollars all the sinner's repent
And this government seems hell bent to boil
Profits line their pockets blood runs for oil
And this cannabis plant is still demonized
By religious zealots that control from the right
With an iron fist and no consideration
For legalization or the creators creation
See I was always taught where there's smoke there's fire
And tell a lie once you get called a liar
See I decipher everything I receive
No wonder I don't know who the fuck to believe

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Mother fuck the police mother fuck everybody
Mother fuck those mother fuckers that are still hating on me
I gives a fuck mother fucker fuck you too
Fuck that one dude I'll fuck that one dudes whole crew
I've been down that road like one too many timez
But I learned my lesson no second guessing
This time I'm dropping' dimes they scared to call a mother fucker out
By stupid acts or complicated rhymes
Think before you speak you sound like Chris Rock
You ain't got no rocks you ain't signed by the rock
Bitch ass get geeked punk I'll drop you off
You can't dribble the rock you ain't buy your lady no rocks
Fuck a rock I gives a fuck about some bling bling
As far as you know I don't give a fuck about anything
So keep it that way it saves me the breath from explaining myself
Ya stupid ass

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In this lifetime no one's guaranteed tomorrow
So you make today the best day you can make it
One life one chance

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This will be our last chance
Our dying breath
Last chance before the end
Last chance our dying dayz
Last chance to change our ways
Last chance to overcome
Last chance for everyone
Last chance to save our souls
Last chance before we fall

So never count me out cats cool laid back when I'm down
'Til my last breath pull it with the Zig Zag born with the game face
Copped an attitude always watch my back
Grew up and learned a lot from the old school
Be my last chance to ever get to make a difference
Ever get to make a change everybody's got opinions
Until my dying dayz now I'm fine with the feeling
Going out with a bang pride and the people give thanks

I got a huge sack of the best of the best
You know who I am it's Richter I don't settle for less
'Cause I love to get high yes I love to smoke weed
And I love to drink beer plus I love the ladies
I'm gonna have a good time with life while I'm living
And I hate to drive but I'm definitely driven
I thank the powers that be for blessing me
With this gift of speech so I relay it lyrically

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Now I've got one day to live tomorrow I gonna die
Call my Pop's up on the cell phone wish him goodbye
Call my Mother and my sister tell them both I love them
Call my both my little brother's then E-Loc my cousin
Then go get my girlfriend and grab her by the hands
Yo look her in the eyes and tell her stick to the plan
We going out blasting so you better get the money
I love you baby this time around it ain't funny

This will be my last chance to make a change
My last chance I'm gonna change today
Because tomorrow I ain't gonna be the same
Last chance I'm 'a' change today
I said who wants to go through a life that amounts to shit
Not me the saddest thing in life is wasting talent
And with that said yo it's time for me to leave
With my last chance I'll change the world indeed

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Tomorrow may never come
That's why I live my life always on the run
You never know when you're gonna be looking down the barrel of a gun
Point blank
Point blank you can put that in the bank
It's guaranteed money like a pound of dank
High test yes life is a test
Until you're in the grave ain't no time to rest
'Cause it's war time the time is now
Take back freedom and make a vow
Take a stand now and fight the power
Rage against the system until the final hour
It's a last chance to make a stand
Open up their minds help them understand
'Cause if not it might be too late
When the whole world engulfed by greed and hate

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'Cause I've seen many friends die way to young
This is your life your chance
You make a difference
You make your reality what you want your reality to be
You go big or don't go at all
'Cause what goes up is bound to fall
So you got to keep your game solid
True, honest, faith and respect are words to live by

Just me and you
Just me and you
That's right
Just me and you
Just me and you…

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You and me could go on forever
Making songs that we'll sing together
Just put your trust in me you're fine
Take my hand
We're going for a ride
You and me we both got each other
In this life depend on each other
That's the way that it's supposed to be
Me for you and you only for me

You helped me see so many beautiful things
Opened my eyes made me conscious of my surroundings
Helped me think before I speak you put my mind at ease
When I had you by my side I was truly a king
Unstoppable together we're like Bonnie and Clyde
Damn I miss my Aunt I wish she was still alive
Nothing to do with the song but her name was Bonnie
I still miss her to this day but that simply is beyond me
Can't change the past that's a lesson I learned
'Cause when you're down and out your family is the only place to turn
Believe me 'cause I know I've been down that road and crashed
It felt so good to know I had someone to make me laugh
Complete a feeling you're the reason I do
Knowing there's no way that I could ever repay you
Prices in my eyes you're my diamond in the rough
Promise to be here forever I ain't never giving up

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Look at you now wow it's mind blowing
You went from a seed to be fully growing
Expanded perfectly right before my eyes
I love to see your face everyday when I rise
You're like a pool of water rainbows and blue skies
You're my beautiful daughter helped me realize
My true potential true love and real life
I could be high forever with you by my side
I know it's not easy going through rough waters
But I try to love your Mom like a real man oughtta
Teaching respect and how you should be treated
Sacrifices made like the miles between us
It might sound corny putting this in a song
But this is my gift to you to carry all life long
And one day we'll look back and laugh
You were just three years old signing autographs

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This is for my girl my shoulder blade
The one I wake up next to each and every single day
My soon to be my life my everything
My little Miss princess from around the way
Dear Alison I got something to say
I've been wanting to write you a letter
But I think it would sound better
If I put it in song form okay
First of all I just want to thank you for being you
You know the way you look the way you feel
Your touch it's so real
We're getting stronger as the days pass by
I can still remember when you cried for the first time
In my arms I was right there to make you strong
We've been dating for a while now
And there ain't no looking back
We fight a couple times but I still got your back
We built a bond together it's me and you

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