Kottonmouth Kings - Psychedelic Funk Lyrics
This is kona-gold from the hawaiian islands of creation,Mass plantationWith the kottonmouth kings burnin up the nation.Dont watch your back cause were comin through frontAnd when were on stage yeah were smokin like a bluntMy minds always trippin so you know I can not frontWere the kottonmouth kings, were kickin psychedelic funkPuffin on a blunt, indo, schwag, or skunkSouthern cali punks kickin psychedelic funkShit its a damn good day, got money in the bank,Cash in my tank, pays for my dankGot a new paramax, money for the taxes,And for the plenty herb the lord I do thankBoom, shit, bang, x is the nameDirt slangs the game and I bang poontangIts the first county all league pimp selection,Bobby bs on the mix with the vinyl injectionI went from sinner to saint, saint back to sinnerOnce was a preacher, but I huff paint thinnerTook your boo home and that ***** made me dinnerRolled a couple phillies and I went up in her.Its the capital d, the l-o-cCant nobody even ***** with me, hell noMy style is free, I bangs the p,I tagged the circle a for anarchyDont watch your back cause were comin through the frontAnd when were on stage yeah were smokin like a bluntMy minds always trippin so you know I can not frontWere the kottonmouth kings, were kickin psychedelic funkPuffin on a blunt, indo, swag, or skunkSouthern cali punks kickin psychedelic funkHot damn! Im back in my van.Copper pulled me over, asked me whats my plan?Been sniffin around like toucan sam,What? bam bam! now theres bacon on the vanI said ***** the police Im an old school skataPull upside the curb, throw up, peace say lataGot a dark vibe like that fool darth vador,Told you mother *****ers Im an old school skaterIm d-loc so fair is fair, party over here, ***** you over thereI got a bag of bud smothered in red hairSaint dog started drinking so you better bewareI got so much bounce you can feel my vibration,Easy access for easy penetrationWhats all this talk about a generation? legalize the plantLets free this nation(buyaka buyaka? ) hemp plantation(buyaka buyaka? ), free this nationDont watch your back cause were comin through the frontAnd when were on stage yeah were smokin like a bluntMy minds always trippin so you know I can not frontWere the kottonmouth kings, were kickin psychedelic funkPuffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunkSouthern cali punks kickin psychedelic funkNow the kind I smoke is dipped in willie wonkaChocolate factory, I take more hits than tonkaLight you up like blanca, get u buzzin like a beeWere the bong tokin fiends representin ocOh oh oh shit Im back up in the mixIts d-loc with the grab bag of tricksYour ***** is on my dick, your momma is tooAnd this is going out to the kottonmouth krewDamn that gets old, wearin ties that dont fitDirty wife beaters, I should just quitBut I dont give a shit my rhymes make me legitWhores in my hand as I bounce through the pitPunk rock and I cant forget chaKottonmouth kings up in the pictureSuburban noise, man I thought you knew,And if youre down with punk rock, throw your horns up foolYes were comin through with an oldie brewWest coast juggalos sayin hoodie hooDont watch your back cause were comin through the frontAnd when were on stage were smokin like a bluntMy minds always trippin so you know I can not frontWere the kottonmouth kings, were kickin psychedelic funkPuffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunkSouthern cali punks kickin psychedelic funkScratch pow, dont ask me howEven if I knew I wouldnt tell you any howTake that! lets fishbowl this *****Whats the time? its time to get litBuyaka buyaka, splif to the clipNow the roach is lit, goes right to my lipInhale, hold it real deepOrange county horny devils back on the *****in creep!
