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Song title: Kottonmouth Kings - Psychedelic Funk

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This is kona-gold from the hawaiian islands of creation,
Mass plantation
With the kottonmouth kings burnin up the nation.

Dont watch your back cause were comin through front
And when were on stage yeah were smokin like a blunt
My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
Were the kottonmouth kings, were kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt, indo, schwag, or skunk
Southern cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

Shit its a damn good day, got money in the bank,
Cash in my tank, pays for my dank
Got a new paramax, money for the taxes,
And for the plenty herb the lord I do thank

Boom, shit, bang, x is the name
Dirt slangs the game and I bang poontang
Its the first county all league pimp selection,
Bobby bs on the mix with the vinyl injection
I went from sinner to saint, saint back to sinner
Once was a preacher, but I huff paint thinner
Took your boo home and that bitch made me dinner
Rolled a couple phillies and I went up in her.
Its the capital d, the l-o-c
Cant nobody even fuck with me, hell no
My style is free, I bangs the p,
I tagged the circle a for anarchy

Dont watch your back cause were comin through the front
And when were on stage yeah were smokin like a blunt
My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
Were the kottonmouth kings, were kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt, indo, swag, or skunk
Southern cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

Hot 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 van
I said fuck the police Im an old school skata
Pull upside the curb, throw up, peace say lata
Got a dark vibe like that fool darth vador,
Told you mother fuckers Im an old school skater

Im d-loc so fair is fair, party over here, fuck you over there
I got a bag of bud smothered in red hair
Saint dog started drinking so you better beware
I got so much bounce you can feel my vibration,
Easy access for easy penetration
Whats all this talk about a generation? legalize the plant
Lets free this nation

(buyaka buyaka? ) hemp plantation
(buyaka buyaka? ), free this nation

Dont watch your back cause were comin through the front
And when were on stage yeah were smokin like a blunt
My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
Were the kottonmouth kings, were kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
Southern cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

Now the kind I smoke is dipped in willie wonka
Chocolate factory, I take more hits than tonka
Light you up like blanca, get u buzzin like a bee
Were the bong tokin fiends representin oc
Oh oh oh shit Im back up in the mix
Its d-loc with the grab bag of tricks
Your bitch is on my dick, your momma is too
And this is going out to the kottonmouth krew

Damn that gets old, wearin ties that dont fit
Dirty wife beaters, I should just quit
But I dont give a shit my rhymes make me legit
Whores in my hand as I bounce through the pit
Punk rock and I cant forget cha
Kottonmouth kings up in the picture
Suburban noise, man I thought you knew,
And if youre down with punk rock, throw your horns up fool
Yes were comin through with an oldie brew
West coast juggalos sayin hoodie hoo

Dont watch your back cause were comin through the front
And when were on stage were smokin like a blunt
My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
Were the kottonmouth kings, were kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
Southern cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

Scratch pow, dont ask me how
Even if I knew I wouldnt tell you any how
Take that! lets fishbowl this bitch
Whats the time? its time to get lit
Buyaka buyaka, splif to the clip
Now the roach is lit, goes right to my lip
Inhale, hold it real deep
Orange county horny devils back on the fuckin creep!