Kottonmouth Kings

[fox69]

"Watch Your Back"

"Watch Your Back"


I don't know who to trust no more
Let it go
It'll take me to war
That's those voices in my head
It's got me over seeing red
See I don't wanna cross the line
But that's the fucking last time
You ever try to play me out
Now this shit is going down

[chorus]

Watch your back homie
Watch your back [X5]

Watch your back nowdays
All these busters always lookin at me sideways
Sizing me up trying to figure out how I play
But I ain't playing with these motherfuckers no way
Not today or anyday
I learned the hard way
Been double crossed and backstabed
Been burnt for major money funny friends just went bad
It's high stakes even family members scheme on you
So know your enemy and only trust a chosen few

[Chorus]

Watch your back you'll get slapped
Sick of suckers talking smack
Run yo mouth were you at
Look at me like I'm wack
Is he fake can he rap
Don't get hit by his batch
Your the click he's the clack
I'm a dog, you're a cat
I'm taking it making it sound so great
So listen to the master demonstrate
When I smoke this blunt and elevate
Like damn our boys a heavyweight
We gonna bake to see if tonight's the night
Like damn our boys'll make it hot
Like damn our boys'll boys we just don't stop
Like damn our boys calling the shots
I know some cats that always talk a lot but did nothing
You never win you ending losing if you always bluffing
So you moving cakes
But you really only baking muffins
Raking up P's
Get rid of shit in bakers dozen
Big mounds yeah
They'll bound to catch it too
We knew who ran the lick
And there day is coming soon
You gotta watch your back
I know I'm watching mine
Just ask my soldiers who be holding down the front line

[Chorus]

You ever had a friend a bitch that claimed that they was down for you
I mean the loyal type you trusted thought they was true
You let deep inside
Kept them fed you kept them high
Come to find out every word they said was just a fucking lie
You feel like mystical
Take it to that gutter level
Get down and dirty with 'em make 'em wrestly with the devil
But they ain't even worth the time sweat or energy
Just learn a listen
On the friend you trust and keep
After yourself to many people got it all wrong
Burning bridges when they should be mended more
He's only at the top 'cause everybody's after you
You gotta watch your back yeah that's what you gotta do
Business and personal shit
Learn how to split well
Too many motherfuckers acting fake
Go to hell
I ain't energy or time to waste on wasted talent
I keep movies straight and forward never ever lose my balance
I keep it poppin
I ain't from Compton (Westside)
I am a heavyweight in the gamesid by having the buds that with no single no we got the whole country stomping
Watch your back
Watch your back
Watch your back motherfucker
'cause I'm coming through the front
And smelling like a shunk
Just ask doctor green
I about the killer kali kush blunts
Realize who your true friends and your enemies are
'cause when the end comes
You get fucked over
You better watch your back dawg

[Chorus]

Times like these
It's getting hard to see
Hope you see your friends now
And whose your enemy
Want to see the end
I guess it all depends
What you call an enemy and
Who you call a friend

 

[fox69]

"We Got The Chronic"

"We Got The Chronic"


We got the chronic
We got the chronic
We got the chronic
We got the chronic

[chorus]
Come through with a gang of smoke (man)
all we do is get high off these tokes (man)
these people know we ain't no joke (man)
The Kottonmouth Kings we just keep on smokin'

Come through with a gang of smoke (man)
all we do is get high off these tokes (man)
these people know we ain't no joke (man)
The Kottonmouth Kings we just keep on smokin'

Yo, we from the home of the brave
Land of the free where we blaze all day
Where the low lows bounce and the palm trees sway
California's one ?state when the shit pops out

The west coast don't play
So move bitch, Get out my way, Get out my way
I said move bitch, Get out my way
Stay the fuck out my way or you might get blazed

You ask any motherfucker whos got the chronic
And there gonna tell you Johnny Richter's always on it
Unlike the government, I'm only being honest
'Cause the bong rips I pack are the bombest

I got everybody callin 'cause they want it
The cops want me so bad, I got a warrent
?? Yo i always flaunt it
In a shirt and matchin' hat that reads "I god the chronic"

[chorus]
Come through with a gang of smoke (man)
all we do is get high off these tokes (man)
these people know we ain't no joke (man)
The Kottonmouth Kings we just keep on smokin'

Come through with a gang of smoke (man)
all we do is get high off these tokes (man)
these people know we ain't no joke (man)
The Kottonmouth Kings we just keep on smokin'

We got the chronic - And it aint no lie
I'm comin' through the door with straight Chinese eyes
Got them like an ?Asian, eye lids on too
Blazed? like Jamacian, ya'll know how I feel

I'm smokin chronic - And i'm gettin super ripped
Green crack, I'm trippin on some ?bucked out shit
Johnny Ric's about the blow off a big bong rip
And then he passed to Loc, Yo its time to take that hit

Bang Bang, Light 'em up, Hurry up, Wassup
Where the weed? Where the chronic? Grab a beer, roll a blunt
Double Double Double Double Double dash give a fuck
Dgaf waht the fuck, you can suck my nuts

I said, all you punks talkin shit sucks nuts
'Cause my weeds bomb, and your weed sucks
I said, all you punks talkin shit sucks nut
You can ride this dick, uh, until I come.

[chorus]
Come through with a gang of smoke (man)
all we do is get high off these tokes (man)
these people know we ain't no joke (man)
The Kottonmouth Kings we just keep on smokin'

Come through with a gang of smoke (man)
all we do is get high off these tokes (man)
these people know we ain't no joke (man)
The Kottonmouth Kings we just keep on smokin'

We got the chronic - Bang Bang light 'em up
We got the chronic - You know we still dont give a fuck
We got the chronic - See we 10 years deep
We got the, we got the, we got the ?boomer city weeds?

We got the chronic so we 'gon light it up
Cause we got the chronic and what you got it bud
I said, we got the chronic and we gonna burn a bag
'Cause we got the chronic and what you got is Schwag

I'm not a stoner but i do get stoned
I'm know to put it down on this microphone
Get High Times mag sent straight to my home
Got my bong in my sack so I'm never alone, well...

I ain't a hippy but I'm covered in dirt
Sippin lots of mushroom tea in a tye-dye shirt
Chasin' the Grateful Dead, no shoes on my feet
Beggin' in the parking lot for something to eat, see...

I'm not a gangster but I'm down for my shit
I'll tell ya now son, I'm fully equipped
Got a glock nine milli if you wanna get silly
But I'd rather kick back and get ripped (get ripped)

[chorus]
Come through with a gang of smoke (man)
all we do is get high off these tokes (man)
these people know we ain't no joke (man)
The Kottonmouth Kings we just keep on smokin'

Come through with a gang of smoke (man)
all we do is get high off these tokes (man)
these people know we ain't no joke (man)
The Kottonmouth Kings we just keep on smokin'

We got the chronic - Bang Bang light 'em up
We got the chronic - You know we still dont give a fuck
We got the chronic - See we 10 years deep
We got the, we got the, we got the ?boomer city weeds?

we got the, we got the ?boomer city weeds?
we got the, we got the ?boomer city weeds?
we got the, we got the ?boomer city weeds?
we got the, we got the ?boomer city weeds?

 

[fox69]

"We The People"

"We The People"



We The People Are United,
The ones you never look in the eye,
We The People, The Uninvited,
The ones that see right through your lies,

I'm living in peace decease all evil,
Honesty's the policy it never be equal,
Sinful people fall down first,
Disperse my actions they speak louder than my words,
Observe, learn, it always comes back,
Like a mouse in a maze you're caught up in a trap,
Feeling the vibes that you can't escape,
Intake injection poisonous perfection,
Calm down, concentrate, I can't relate,
Loves great when you only got time to tell fate,
A place to lay, some tape to break, some goods to bake, some babies to make,
Don't take it for granted, you got one life to live,
I know you didn't plan it, so you're forgived,
We were put on this earth to show goddess to the youth,
Test the planet and speak the truth,

We's The People Stress Originality,
They's the people got you down on your knees,
We's The People Tryin' to Legalize Weed,
While you digest the bullshit they forcibly feed,
We's The People Drawing Lines in the Sand,
A chemical hate poison greed drippin' plant,
They control they tax they possess this land,
One nation indivisible united we stand,
We The People...

We The People Are United,
The ones you never look in the eye,
We The People, The Uninvited,
The ones that see right through your lies,

Listen carefully to what they be tryin' to tell us,
Marked up 800 percent what are they tryin' to sell us,
Propaganda in the can got your hand in the fan,
I run my own planet live my life rebellious,
The people propelled us,
Mary Jane's who compelled us,
I got fat sack for all the fans who felt us,
The ones who smelt us,
And called the police, time to legalize weed,
Signed the Kottonmouth Kings,

I got the universal key so I had to unlock it,
?? blown up like sky rockets,
Anything you can buy I had mad fat pockets,
?? playa haters can't stop it,
See I got values that are different than you,
See you bought lies now not so true,
I keep this beat planted in the deepest of roots,
?? close minds like a broke parachutes,

We's The People Stress Originality,
They's the people got you down on your knees,
We's The People Tryin' to Legalize Weed,
While you digest the bullshit they forcibly feed,
We's The People Drawing Lines in the Sand,
A chemical hate poison greed drippin' plant,
They control they tax they possess this land,
One nation indivisible united we stand,
We The People...

Get it straight it's a herb not a drug,
?? society's glove,
Locked up restricted deemed highly addictive,
Labeled pot heads now we're all afflicted,
But why? cuz we like to get high?,
Expansion of the mind you should give it a try,
Chocolate Thai, blue thunder, white butterfly,
Super silver, purple haze, and the northern light,

Getting major, major, blaze a few times,
Puffin' on homegrown, King Klick stay stoned...

Getting major, major, blaze a few times,
Puffin' on homegrown, King Klick stay stoned...

Hey loco! D-Loc's on the vocal,
I stepped out my closet pluckin' my hydros,
I packed a bowl we smoke original flavor,
Sweet leaf, Kings Blend in the chamber,

We the people got a right to be pissed!
The right to say 'Fuck You!' and 'Suck my Dick!'
The right to say 'I think I've had enough of your shit!'
The right to walk over and bust a fool in the lip!
We the people we from the street!
We know how to low brow,
We know how to creep,
We the people got our right to be open
This is one motherfucker that you won't be controllin'!!

We's The People Stress Originality,
They's the people got you down on your knees,
We's The People Tryin' to Legalize Weed,
While you digest the bullshit they forcibly feed,
We's The People Drawing Lines in the Sand,
A chemical hate poison greed drippin' plant,
They control they tax they possess this land,
One nation indivisible united we stand,
We The People...

We's The People Stress Originality,
They's the people got you down on your knees,
We's The People Tryin' to Legalize Weed,
While you digest the bullshit they forcibly feed,
We's The People Drawing Lines in the Sand,
A chemical hate poison greed drippin' plant,
They control they tax they possess this land,
One nation indivisible united we stand,
We The People...

We The People Are United,
The ones you never look in the eye,
We The People, The Uninvited,
The ones that see right through your lies...

 

[fox69]

"Welcome To The Suburbs"

"Welcome To The Suburbs"



Home sweet home
let me take a drink of my fuckin bud light
yo richter light that joint
yo X turn the porch light on

welcome to the Suburbs
where the grass is green
home of the motherfuckin Kottonmouth Kings
where days become night and nights become dreams
where everything gets lost in a dream

welcome to the block with the spot that call my home
where the locks are unlocked the land of cellular phones
where the kings was formed the true kings is from
sittin right in orange county livin under the sun

growin up in the burbs where the herbs the word
the herb herb herb , you know the herbs the word
we high as some birds in your ear is my turd
dont test Kottonmouth or you might get served

now you’re gonna get served that’ll kick to the curb
where the King klick stay licks premium herb
every day every day outta body outta mind
take a trip with us deep behind the county line

we hella hella high runnin from it one time
never hit the shwag only smokin on the kind yo
outta body outta outta mind
Need a beer from the keg, but I'm to drunk to stand in line tho
we in the king’s dome with a bowl to the kind
my body’s feelin numb im going crazy
outta body outta outta mind
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I got my old girl Caddy the color of a cookie
lookin butter pecan cuz you know i can
rollin way too cute on my way to Thriftys
about to shoot a lil hoop and get a scoop for fity
i bump it doo-ah diddy diddy dum
growin up in the burbs drinkin beers havin fun
and im always on the run with a sack in my pocket
Kottonmouth Kings yo we the hot topic

you’ll find me rollin my truck just as high as fuck
you’ll find me hittin my bub on my to the pub
you’ll find me in mid arc on the way to my moms
cause if i dont get high i won’t be stayin to long
you’ll see me puffin jays on avenues and highways
i might be rippin off my foldin portable vape
and i never slip i’m always either smoke or drinking kind
99 percent of the time I’m going out of my mind

we hella hella high runnin from it one time
never hit the shwag only smokin on the kind yo
outta body outta outta mind
Need a beer from the keg, but I'm to drunk to stand in line tho
we in the king’s dome with a bowl to the kind
my body’s feelin numb im going crazy
outta body outta outta mind
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

yo welcome to the suburbs where the grass is green
the home of the motherfuckin Kottonmouth Kings
where days become nights and nights become dreams
where everthing aint what it seems

bout to get my buzz bloomin cuz its close to noon
double grippin on the brew steady sippin till im through
cuz i aint one to pound but i can go all day
Loc and Ritcher never play get it straight get out our way
remember back in the day we built a lakebed
only rollin to the beach when its double overhead
i go down to the waves to watch some kamikazi runs
and if im outta joints im going home (you’re done)
hee haw, i think i heard a donkey, donkey
you a weird motherfucker D
recently i seen a new look in your eyes
i been expanding my high searching for whats wise
well i blister my thumb from flickin many bics
you know i listen to my pops and call the neighbors fuckin' pricks
special hits on the street no one knowing the line
now im going outta body and outta outta mind

 

[fox69]

"Whats Your Trip?"

"Whats Your Trip?"



Some people like to lick it
Others crack a sack, blaze it up and kick it.
Some like to think with a drink their hand
It all depends on the ends that you're willing to spend
I need another lick, I need another lick
what's your trip?
I need another lick, I need another lick
what's your trip?

As I flow let the shit seep deep into your ear drums
Alien fly ass rhymes as you hear them
Peep this sound it's from the darkest side of the planet
A little tab of paper and I'll walk the planet
It's about to happen in the next few hours,
I've entered a world with billions of flowers
Pixies all dancing all around my head
Chillin' to the melodies of the Grateful Dead
The walls get wavy and melt like gravy
I ask myself is there something here to save me?
Oh, oh, oh shit what the fuck have I done?
A little tab of paper that I put on my tongue.
Now the demons are coming from above and beyond
(??) stabbing at my face with their (??)
I ask myself is it worth it to lick?
I guess I'm undecided
So fool what's your trip?

I need another rip, I need another rip
What's your trip?
I need another rip, I need another rip
What's your trip?
Some people like to lick it
Others crack a sack, blaze it up and kick it
Some like to think with a drink in their hand
It all depends on that ends that you're willing to spend

Do I lick or do I sip?
None of the above cause I just take rips
From a pipe, sometimes a bong
Cause it feels damn good when it lingers in my lungs
I'm a ganja man, I like a J in my hand
At all times burning so my high never lands
I'ma get you soooo high, that's what 'I'm sayin
When it comes to smokin, man I'm never playin
Just steady blazin, its amazin how I'm hazin
They never perpetrate and with the highs I'm elevating
And always skating when I get a board
When I bust an ollie my earphones (??)
And then I pick it up, and then I smoke it up
And then I smoke it to the head until I'm lifted up
No I cant deny Chinese eyed until the day that I die
I take rips, so bitch what's your trip?

I need another sip, I need another sip
What's your trip?
I need another sip, I need another sip
What's your trip?
Some people like to lick it,
Others crack a sack blaze it up and kick it
Some like to think with a drink in their hand
It all depends on the ends that you're willing to spend

You wanna know my trip?
We wanna know your trip
You wanna take a lick?
You wanna take a lick
you wanna take a rip of my trip heres a sin
Sip (sip) of some gin now give me your tip.
On point, I need a joint when I'm drinkin
Yes I'm seekin for a 40 to get my buzz peakin
Now I'm leakin all over my (self?)
What you wanna do, get another 502?
You should have eaten some food
Instead of drinkin on an empty stomach
Just don't talk cause my buzz is gettin kinda chronic
Bionic, here comes another stage,(?)
Well this is why I say not to drink while you rage
Head spins, what the fucks goin on?
Head spins, you need to stick to your bong
Well no face first, X clenching on the dirt slang
My head starts spinning (I'm about to fall in to the earth?)
My mouth starts to water, X says "Puke it out"
Fuck that shit, man that ain't what I'm about
(??)
Pass the malt liquor, gimme another beer
Yo yeah man that's my mother fuckin dog
SAINT DOG

Some people like to lick it,
Others crack a sack blaze it up and kick it
Some like to think with a drink in their hand,
It all depends on the ends that you're willing to spend.

 

[fox69]

"Where I'm Going?"

"Where I'm Going?"


Life is dream
It's funny thing too sometimes
On the road of life it's full of surprises
Twist and turns we look toward the sky for some guidance
The sun goes down and it rises
Withstood the sands of time
And we'll find new horizons

[Jonny Richter]
sometimes I lay awake at night and try to figure it out
is my life going north is it heading south
I'm walking on a fence between wrong and right
trying to keep a level head try to keep my goals in sight
it's hard as hell in this world today friends
I've known for many years started acting strange
things I cared about before seemed to just fade away
now I'm left with these questions of today

"When is the train ganna get back on track
when am I even ganna care bout that
why do I always get delt the bad cards
took the easy the road so long and now my lifes hard"

Still I try to make it work out for the best
and I know I've gatta clean up all this mess
if I knew when I started where this all would end
I'd prolly do it all over again

[Chorus]
I don't know where I'm going
But I know where I've been
I went from having a little to having a lot
I went from buying weed to growing pot

I don't know where I'm going
But I know where I've been
I've seen some people cry cause loved one's die
I've looked in people's eyes and told some lies (yeah)

[D-Loc]
Skies are blue and the trees are grand
Going to the place where life froze in between
The beautiful hills mountains and streams
The Mans country with my women living free
Stay on my path follow my road
Do all the right things to achieve my goals
Perusing my dream in life I lead
Become who I want when I want anytime I please
I no where I'm going
If I keep it on track
Just stay on my line only time will tell
I pray to the one over looking my trail

[Chorus]

[Daddy X]
I've been criticized
For speaking my mind
Been baptized in lies
Given bad advice
Here's a word to the wise
Never compromise
Watch your back
As you watch your ends multiply
Look a man in his eyes
And never ever say die
Keep your eye on the prize
And you'll stay on the rise
I'm a king world wide
And I'm going to stay on the ground
I've been behind the glass but I always rebound
Outlet quick live life in the fast lane
Inbound Outbound my stride don't change
Stay true to myself cause I created this game
I got the whole world jumpin like the house of pain (jump)

[Chorus x2]

Where are we going and (where it end) [x11]

 

[fox69]

"Where's The Weed At?"

"Where's The Weed At?"


[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

 

[fox69]

"Whose The Criminal"

"Whose The Criminal"



This freedom song, goes out to anybody, who's ever been judged, harassed,
Or thrown in jail for smoking the plant marijuana.

Fuck it, now why you gotta judge me, who the fuck are you?
Trying to run up in my life, and tell me what to do
You need to arrest your son, because he's selling pounds of weed
He's getting over on you, and you're stupid enough not to see

You ask, how much money have I spent buying weed?
Not at much as I spend on important legal fees
You wouldn't believe how much it costs to be free
A couple of G's every time they find a roach on me
Shit, I never learn, the lesson they teach
Do the robot (??) When they pull the gun and say "freeze"
Get off these, you're the one being thieves
Take away my rights and detach my salaries

Yo, I'm gonna keep baling, fuck the police
Alcohol is legal need to legalize weed
I know they know, so what's the problem?
You got the gun, I got the plant that's how we solve em

You got the gun, I got a plant, you got the gun, who's the criminal?
Take's me to plant my seeds all across the land, across the land
Mr. Officer man, police officer man, with the gun in your hand (hey hey hey hey)
Freedom of the plant, as we came to take a stand, take a stand

You know I never understand them nigga stands on the plant
While it grows on a branch, holding a gun in yo' hand?
Cause more people on the earth, but illegal it's absurd
What's more evil a weapon or some herb?

Yo, relax and kick back, worry about real crimes
Smoking a plant? You're out your fuckin' mind
Gimme a break, yo ass fake as fake
Faker then the people putting food on your plate

Stop that, drop that, give me that mic
Rough me, cuff me, read me my rights
No work higher, born and bred, black boots, billy clubs on my head
Fuck you, fuck me, fuck that shit
Legalize freedom celebrate gods gift

You got the gun, I got a plant, you got the gun, who's the criminal?
You got the gun, I got a plant, you got the gun, rahhhhh!
Mr. Officer man, police officer man, with the gun in your hand (hey hey hey hey)
Officer man, police officer man, with the gun in your hand (hey hey hey hey)
Protect and serve, slap my face on the street, illegal sir
Fingers in my cavity? It struck a nerve
Now I'm on Apollo (?) street now I'm saved
(No Idea what he says here, just random yelling me thinks)
You got the gun, I got a plant, you got the gun, who's the criminal?
You got the gun, I got a plant, you got the gun, rahhhh!
Swear to god, smoke on one with the law but it was mad
Never thought that he had it, but he used mace (?)
Hit me with his billy club it's just a plant
(No idea again)
You got the gun, I got a plant, you got the gun, who's the criminal?
You got the gun, I got a plant, you got the gun, rahhhhh!
Mr. Officer man, police officer man, with the gun in your hand (hey hey hey hey)
Officer man, police officer man, with the gun in your hand (hey hey hey hey hey)

 

[fox69]

"Wickit Klowns"

"Wickit Klowns"



Kottonmouth Kings, Insane Clown Posse!!

When I get to California...
(It's on!!)
When I get there...
(Suburban Noize!!)
When I get to California...
Hook me up with one of them chicks,
(Psychoathic!!)
And when you get to the Mid-West...
I'll hook you up with a Juggalette Y'all!

He's the Visual Assassin with the mask ?? killa
Seen him drink a lot but I Have yet to see him spill a drop,
He hop to hip-hop in his heart,
Try and Battle Pak' he'll fuckin' tear you're ass apart,

I keep my fridge stocked with plenty of Faygo,
My flow connect nice like old school Lego's,
"What's up holmes?", just a West-Coast loadie,
My Rhyme is nice, slow and stoney,

See all these Psycho Bitches gettin' so damn fanatical,
FBI got us all listed down as radicals,
Government officials takin' life long sabbaticals,
Dog Boy Rock the mic and drop something classical,

I'm with the kings murder state to state,
?? set the record straight,
Fuck that bullshit that never went down,
So we come as one to fuck up your town!

It's the Wicket, the Wicket, the Wicket Wicket Klowns,
Blowin' Smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings,
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town,
Yea, throwin that, and all types of things

It's the Wicket, the Wicket, the Wicket Wicket Klowns,
Blowin' Smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings,
??,
??,

Suburban Noize Records teamin' up with Psychopathic,
Richter let 'em know who Juggalo I got your back kid,
Kottonmouth Ninjas rocking tunes with ICP,
D-Loc grab the mic and pass me the weed,

Kottonmouth Kings, and ICP,
We from the West,
They from the East,
With a bag of keif and a box of spliffs,
We mast through your city like robotic beasts,

?? Robots followin the masses,
I Watch the world through Faygo-fizzin glasses,
Kings and the Klowns droppin ?? like acid,
Like cum on your tongue shit is getting kind of drastic,

To all Unbelievers who think this is a joke,
Grab faygo when you start to choke,
In the pit at a show come summertime,
A million Juggalos to blow your fuckin mind,

It's the Wicket, the Wicket, the Wicket Wicket Klowns,
Blowin' Smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings,
??,
??,

It's the Wicket, the Wicket, the Wicket Wicket Klowns,
Blowin' Smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings,
??,
??,

Two terrors left, You better believe,
Kottonmouth Kings,
ICP,
We from the West,
They from the East,
Two terrors left, you better believe,

Two terrors left, You better believe,
Kottonmouth Kings,
ICP,
We from the West,
They from the East,
Two terrors left, you better believe,

Violent J and Shaggy stepped in the place,
And cleared the room out like nuclear waste,
Nobody likes us but the Kottonmouth Kings,
They smoke buds, I smoke little white things,
I'm a base-head feinding for your change,

AAAHHHH!

And I'm Strange!

So walk in I'll put you in a torcher rack,
And blew your nut bag around like a hacky sack,
I told you "Fuck the World" and I meant it,
I owe the Government money, but I spent it,
I bought a hooker and banged her in my truck,
Yo, She probably had syphillis, I give a fuck though,
I'm gonna die, Hell we're all gonna die,
You think the juggalo give a damn? Bye!
I'm going off like a nuclear time bomb,
TICK TICK BOOM! MOTHERFUCKER!,

It's the Wicket, the Wicket, the Wicket Wicket Klowns,
Blowin' Smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings,
??,
??,

It's the Wicket, the Wicket, the Wicket Wicket Klowns,
Blowin' Smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings,
??,
??,

It's the Wicket, the Wicket, the Wicket Wicket Klowns,
Blowin' Smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings,
??,
??,

It's the Wicket, the Wicket, the Wicket Wicket Klowns,
Blowin' Smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings,
??,
??,

Two terrors You better believe,
Kottonmouth Kings,
ICP,
We from the West,
They from the East,
Two terrors left, you better believe,

Two terrors You better believe,
Kottonmouth Kings,
ICP,
We from the West,
They from the East,
Two terrors left, you better believe

 

[fox69]

"Zero Tolerance"

"Zero Tolerance"



The war on drugs is a war on me and if its not then let me be home of the brave land
of the free Its just a plant so let freedom ring

I’m sick of these snitches droppin dimes on my block to my small sack slangers to my indoor
crops or our cash money business or my late night stops or anything about this old school pimp
called pops

Yeah! Shit fuck Piss
I can’t stand the cops they’re always on my dick trying to snatch my crops but they’ll never
gonna get ‘em cause givem to my pops then I fail out of town in my matha fucking dodge

You can’t catch me so please stop trying there’s no denyin that the cops are lie’en
Not me because I not you can’t relate when I look you in the face I can tell that you’re a
fake. Ha! Ha! Ha!

Zero Tolerance I got zero tolerance

Just because you’re a you fat wanna be stinky ass matha fucka
Tryin to get my shit but you can’t you suck get the hell out my face?
Cause your breath stinks bad your badge is dirty you cricked as fag


I’m here to free all the people that are livin in fear
The modern day Paul Revere, Just lend me your ear
Cause they’re comin, in fact they’re already right here
You know how much they spent in the war on drugs simply last year?
Eleven-Billion Dollars straight down the drain
The war on drugs has cost a lot, you shouldn’t worry about me, or my bag of pot
Not hurtin’ nobody, not polluting the youth
Not sellin no lies, I’m only giving out truth
Try to tell me what to do, I won’t listen to you,
I’ll smoke weed till I die, out of joints, pipes, tubes

well I’m rymin and I’m stealin – dealin time after time – rhyme patterns designed to enlighten
your mind – legalize the word freedom till the plants not a crime and when the plants not a
crime well all be livin divine zero tolerance is ignorance we’re drawin the line….

Zero Tolerance the war on drugs is a waste of time how could a plant be a crime- you got the
bombs to kill off our kind- Arrest and seize we get jailed Fucked-w/-Find –free the plant

Zero Tolerance I got zero tolerance