Kottonmouth Kings - Discombobulated Lyrics
Watch it, watch it, watch itDog boy here, and Im singing with the kingsCool and (delayed? )Sing it, comin cominI be getting faded, discombobulatedNever say I made it till Im pissin off the topO.c. playas, fly rhyme sayers,Haters cant fade us cuz its true hip-hopMcin is the place for me to be in,And nut-swinging is the way that I be ginNever leanin to the old, for the lyrical hold,Keep my shit bold, more (? ? ) I (stole? )***** parol when I stroll, man I dodge five-0I dip-dive, ***** a bribe, live to rock the show and the hoSkip the blow, gimme the 40, yoI like a lady down to ride it like a rodeoYou see anarchy on the (? ? ) like a (hippie? )(? ? ? ) cuz my heads a little trippyMy buds I like em sticky, so pack another rip, dHigh as the plains west of the mississippiI be getting faded, discombobulatedNever say I made it till Im pissin off the topO.c. playas, fly rhyme sayers,Haters cant fade us cuz its true hip-hopEh rude boy, lad you party nonstop,Youre the first to start, youre the last to dropEh rude boy, you never fear the cops cuz music is our weaponAnd that them cant stopPunk rock man, let me tell my thoughts of hossHip hop freestyle, freedom of courseOoh, my old girl mary better known as a swag-hagEvery other night she had me out buying dime bagsA dime to a twenty, to a forty, to an eightyI switched to homegrown now I puff at bobby bs, yallI be getting faded, discombobulatedNever say I made it till Im pissin off the topO.c. playas, fly rhyme sayers,They just cant fade us cuz its true hip-hopEh rude boy, lad you party nonstop,Youre the first to start, youre the last to dropEh rude boy, you never fear the cops cuz music is our weaponAnd that them cant stopCheck your traits, you perpetrate I cant relateYour mental mind state is far to overrate, you cant skateDont sit and debate, you need to skip the (? ? ),Ask jesus christ to clean the slateI think its fate, I aint done yet so waitYour philosophies- pale and underweight, theyre out of dateOne mo thing, and then were straight, put the fake to sleepAnd then I catch you at the wakeAnd then well bake, and once again try to relateHopefully the good will win, youll lose the hateThats a close, I think were up to dateWake up young chump, get a grip, checkmateSound boy, you shouldve thanked the saintHe just saved your life from a terrible thingSound boy, saint just put you in check,He set you straight to save your own neckI be getting faded, discombobulatedNever say I made it till Im pissin off the topO.c. playas, fly rhyme sayers,They just cant fade us cuz its true hip-hopOh, lord have mercy. lord have mercySinging with the kings up on the record versionEh rude boy, I say you party nonstop,Youre the first to start, youre the last to dropEh rude boy, you never fear the cops cuz music is our weaponAnd that them cant stopShucka shucka to all the rude boys,Shucka shucka to suburban noizeComing in unity, like one big family,Every (? ? ) gonna make you feel so irieIts dog boy, you know me chat nonstop,Seeking the roots rub-a-dub, ragamuffin punk rockIts dog boy, kickin down your shitFrom your microphone, ear, to your consolateLike the black flag son were gonna rise above,Every time were coming with respect and loveI am the one dog-boy from l.a., caIn the name of unity I (? ? ) must sayFrom london, to kingston, from the south bay,All me out to do is flash my styleeNow I am a-comin and Im (? ? ), little sound boy with no solutionCheck the (bag? ), with just one flowYou may find you dont need a egoIts dog boy, you know me chat nonstopWith the roots rub-a-dub, ragamuffin punk rockEh rude boy, you never fear the cops, music is our weaponAnd that them cant stop
