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