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Ya know I got 2 states of mind, stoned and asleep First I hit the sweetleaf, and then I have nice dreams When I get up, I wake and bake, take a piss and shake My clock stopped at Four-twenty, what you want me to say I stay blazed all day, no matter where I’m creepin’ Hot boxing on your block, and at the spot on the weekends You’ll see smoke risin’, Just who could it be It’s my rhyme and crime partner, D. dash L. O. C.
Yeah that be me born and raised in the suburbs. Faded off the bud smoke blowing it at you nerds thanks Johnny Richter for your nice little hand off I got some purple Kush Did you bring the sand box? Let’s bounce some bud so we can make a little Keefe Spice up the leaf before we smoke the tree Everybody in the scene Know we blow the most dosha That way they label up the Kottonmouth solders.
“we got all types”– At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered- “we talking pounds” These anti-hero’s are just here to serve you proper “Roll that shit up” So leave those blessings right up here upon the alter “pass it around” at 4-2-0 everybody’s burning Ganja”
You’ll catch me at the Smoke-Out smoked out, dropping drinks Having a blast, not giving a fuck, doing my thing Blowing rings through the crowd, being loud and obnoxious Now the shots I did with Pak got me feelin’ kind of nauseous But I played it cool and pulled a few snapps Big fat packed bowls, and had a chicken Caesar wrap Dipping through the whole place, no where else I’d rather be Then smokin’ weed with my peeps, now I pass it to D.
24.7 Everyday every minute everybody every stoner grab your bud keep composer beer drinkers, pill poppers, acid heads and freaks All the creatures in the street Heroin addicts and geeks Kottonmouth Kings signed a one way contract to see the world and smoke the killa chromic D-Loc said it, so don't you forget it It’s four, two, o and I blow endow.
“we got all types”– At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered- “we talking pounds” These anti-hero’s are just here to serve you proper “Roll that shit up” So leave those blessings right up here upon the alter “pass it around” at 4-2-0 everybody’s burning Ganja”
Now you might see me on a mission searching for double-vision And I ain’t no mathematician, more like a stoney musician But I get a little help from my friends when in need Hit the bubble, fuck, double, now I’m seeing in three’s
4-5-6, double dash is D i'm always drinking beer and i'm always smoking weed hanging in the streets just doing my thing putting it down for the herb with the Kottonmouth Kings
All these hours and days inter-face with the planet with bubbles and bells the kush is orgasmic – I transplant my mental to truly titanic fanatic levels for all you bud fiending addict – the session begins right upstairs in my addict we bless it we roll it we toke it and pass it – the next time you see us don’t take us for granted – we’re all getting lifted just the way that we planned it
“we got all types”– At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered- “we talking pounds” These anti-hero’s are just here to serve you proper “Roll that shit up” So leave those blessings right up here upon the alter “pass it around” at 4-2-0 everybody’s burning Ganja”
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