KOTTONMOUTH KINGS - high society (2000) (PART 1 songs 1-10) 1 Kona Gold Greeting 2 Here We Go Again 3 First Class 4 Daydreamin' Fazes 5 The Joint 6 Good As Gold 7 Face Facts 8 Peace Not Greed 9 The Lottery 10 Round & Round -- 11 King's Blend 12 Anarchy Through Capitolism 13 We The People 14 Elevated Sounds 15 UnXplanetory 16 Wickit Klowns 17 Coffee Shop 18 Size Of An Ant 19 Crucial 20 B-Dubb's Blend ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *****Kona Gold Greeting *****Here We Go Again Now who say Dog Boy only come in a reggae fashion?! My Mom say "Never Judge a Book by It's Cover." Turn the page to discover, You got the reggae on one and the punk rock ragamuffin on the other, Richter...! You know it's time to leave my house, so I slid out the door, Had this hole in my pocket so my sack hit the floor, Now this ain't nothing new I've had these jeans for years, Hopped into my bus and started banging the gears, Took it on the redline then I slapped into, Reached in-between my seats and I pulled out another brew, But now I'm 5-0-2 it ain't the route for me, So I grab some chicken littles from KFC, I'ma go to Mickey D's get a burger with some cheese, Discuss these plans how I'm flippin' these keys, Capisce, a cuz a cuz you don't' know him, I'll give it to my friend, know him, we spilt the door, Back in the bus we puffs, kept rollin', Scoot Dog Boy, Daddy X is holdin', There go the potion look you're frozen, Damn this bud's good Here We Go Again, Bump 2000, Here We Go Again, Bump 2000, Forward The Plan, Forward The Mission, Here We Go Again, Bump 2000, BUMP BUMP!! You know how the sound flows, BUMP BUMP!! Yo it's like that you know, BUMP BUMP!! Babylon beware we got one microphone for the world to share! I got a '85 caddy with the Clarion Amp, With some 10's in the trunk for punks who wanna bump my shit, Bang, rattle your chest and brain, Frame by frame rearrange your shit, Adjust your amps and your shit might hit, Don't quit to the beat, the bass gets deeper, Listen to the tones as they crush your speakers with the little thump, Well yup I'm still drunk with the humps in the trunk, You hear the Kottonmouth Kings yellin' out BUMP! BUMP! I flew through a yellow then I ran a red, Grabbed a bev saw a cop then hit the clutch and breath, Knew I had to slow down so I smoked a bowl, Picked up D-Loc and told him start to roll, Freeway was packed so I paid the toll, Four joints later my bus was fishbowled, [chorus] Jamaica island of the sounds And all you ever hear is the bass and drum I said the ????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????? ragamuffin ????????? wicked rhythm ??? ride through Jamacian countryside When it come to music lord we love it Any style we ??????????? Bump 2000 lord here we come again First time around we rock all across the land How's that sound with the tick and the bump, I puff the skunk while I'm settin' off alarms, EQ my Mid so my highs don't twitch, I drop bombs while your sounds blown to shit, I like to sip on my binger, Ice water rips are cleaner, Push the bowl down with my finger, Then i snapped a load, The bud i got is meaner, Felony no misdemeanor, Got a Beamer same as Zingers', With the system full blown, Daddy X, correct, Who'd You Expect? The mans ???????? connect, ????????????, X is for ecstasy, Is that why the fucker's standing next to me, Or is it because I'm a Kottonmouth King, With pounds and pounds and pounds of Florida keif, Naw no thang smoke ring coinsure, You'll never find my bong water dirty like the sewer, [chorus] *****First Class It's time to smoke.. Blaze All Day, Every Day, Each Way, The Right Way, My Way, Greenhay, We High, Been There, Done That, Big Blunts, Fat Sacks, Hit It Fast, Make It Last, First Class, We Blaze... Shit's all finger licking good when you rollin' through the hood, Twistin' Lincoln logs are hard so we burnin' up the wood, Cuz i be smokin' drunk drinking weed and pairing skunk, I like to smoke a bitch and been known to slap a blunt, Make the crowd jump, people say them kids got styles, Renting jewels for your videos you frontin' with that smile, Acting wild but you ain't even skirt in the pit, Talking shit ain't worth a lick, You wanna bark then you'll get bit, WOOF! Blow the roof off like an atom bomb, D-Loc to Johnny Richter's like ping to pong, Ain't nothing wrong don't fix shit if it ain't broke, We ain't no jokes, you know the kings by the size of our tokes, motherfuckers! Blaze All Day, Every Day, Each Way, The Right Way, My Way, Greenhay, We High, Been There, Done That, Big Blunts, Fat Sacks, Hit It Fast, Make It Last, First Class, We Blaze... My voice is swayin' people always ask me what I'm sayin', Playin' shoddy for the women, so I'm smooth operating, Just ??? and while you're smokin' on the hay , And for the peeps who work to keep start your savin', I keep it clean shaven around four corners, We warned ya no dank strong enough to hold us, Like soldiers we fold ya keep our composer, Roll you in a joint light you up and smoke ya, Only take so much shwag made me quag and gag, It's time to smoke some ? so I reached in my bag, Fix my sac as i pulled out my orange zig-zags, You know the Kottonmouth Kings the worlds' greatest tag, Team we gleam I spit poisonous juice, Abuse microphones let my flow run loose, Calling out all troops puttin' weight up on the table, Bring a scale round by round check the soundscan, Damn D-Loc we the cream of the crop, DJ Bobby B, Daddy X, and Pak who locks to beats, Sportin' high top docs, slangin' pounds of pot, Take from us, better not, chours I got a knack for bud smoke chronic ??, D-Loc's no joke toke for toke he'll float your boat, ?? down my throat, took off my coat (was it wet?), It was soaked, (out smoke you?) not really nope, Sat back and had a coke, Relaxed and had a smoke, A little bit of change, some dank, I was broke, No dollar stretched out felt like a stroke, Brain transformed like i was on the dose, I won't do coke I never done roak, You gotta ring around your nose take a hit off my roach , Tryin' to ball like the most try to burnt like a piece of toast, On the coast to coast, deep in the post, Got my eyes on my crops watchin' over my gross, Just daze you a little, damn he's kinda dope, Blaze All Day, Every Day, Each Way, The Right Way, My Way, Greenhay, We High, Been There, Done That, Big Blunts, Fat Sacks, Hit It Fast, Make It Last, First Class, We Blaze... *****Daydreamin' Fazes Y2KMK, why not y'all Suburban Noize Records with that 2000 sound (??) Daydreamin' fazes, time goes by That's what happens when you get high Head's always cloudy, words is lies Daydreamin' fazes, I yes I Daydreamin' fazes, life elevated Chillin' in the back of the bus gettin faded I blaze all hell with my dogs all day Feelin' the rage with the blood on stage Too many knuckle heads fuckin' with my business Soakin' up my 'fluence can I get a witness Seven days deep in a smoked out haze D-Loc rolled the T, Daddy X is in a daze Smoke don't fight it, I watch your eyes Surrounded by abuse and our boy is getting high Presidential lies, keep on wondering why We got the sound that you can't deny Daydreamin' fazes, time goes by That's what happens when you get high Head's always cloudy, words is lies Daydreamin' fazes, I yes I Lost in the world of distrust and greed, there's no time to blink, So we plant our seeds, got no time to think Always do what's real, speak what we feel, and pass the (??) You know, shit still ain't changed, Richter got game Need to try and contain from the truth and refrain If you don't know I'ma let it be known, I be in the penetration zone That's some whole other shit, and I hold my own D-Loc's the kinda kid with the bomb homegrown Daydreamin' fazes, time goes by That's what happens when you get high Head's always cloudy, words is lies Daydreamin' fazes, I yes I What a long strange trip it's been Sippin' life from a 40 ounce bottle of sin Daydreamin' fazes walls caving in What a long strange trip it's been Life goes fast, like a blunt it don't last Like flash to the past on the porch outside Thinkin' of old times, sittin' around gettin' high Daydreamin' fazes, time goes by Anything you got we gonna put it to the test Any strain, it's all the same Call me the deep cess profess, In the (??) high as fuck, amazing blacklights (??) D-Loc and Johhny Richter straight BSO! Daydreamin' fazes, time goes by That's what happens when you get high Head's always cloudy, words is lies Daydreamin' fazes, I yes I *****The Joint Yo, you gots the joint? Nah, I got the joint Yo, who's got the joint? We all got the joint We all on point, we all on point Yo, you gots the Joint? Nah, I got the joint Where and when, it probably fell out your ear I'ma look behind the couch, finding all kinds of shit Hair pins, erasers, crumbled up pieces of paper Broken pagers, and a half pack of grits Cuz I slipped on my floor walking up the stairs Could still be camouflaged, hidin' in my hair Behind my ear nestled in the back, but it ain't I know because I checked, I'm still searchin' for the dank You probably threw it out with your old pack of cigarettes Look in the trash can, your as high as you get Sometimes you forget, smokin' one to many hits About to look in my caddy, down the walkway bricks I jumped out the screen door, mac light in hand Searchin' down the sidewalk, leadin' to my van I hit the alarm and the door just slides I check from front to back and side to side Then I let the Alpine play Got the 6 disc changer, read-out display, Called my boy Dave, who gets paid to skate Bling, hello, I think it fell by your gate Well it's not in my van, so I checked my jeep Limited edition 4x4 with leather seats Looked in the ashtray and only found a roach I was so fuckin' high I forgot that we had smoked Yo, you gots the joint? [chorus] I got the joint, but you ain't gonna smoke it Come around get cloudy, it disappeared like hokus pokus King klick tokas, royalty smokers Come around it disappears like hokus pokus I'm gettin' amped up, in different states of mind I hit a depth for a track as I prepare my rhyme, Sometimes I'm real high, besides I don't lie Look at all these phony people tryin to make supply Yeah, you sly in your flashy suits You sellouts get the fuck outta here, bail out I sag my jeans, rock hemp and (??) I got a 85 caddy, give a fuck about the billboard You live at large with your three car garage Your Ferrari, BM, and Lamborgini coutures I smoke hard, blow large, keep you guessin Up in the treehouse, like a bird, nestin Loungin, you'll be amazed how I'm steppin It's a blessin, lookin' over my ground Eyes like a owl head, rotates around 360 degrees in a circle Yo, you gots the joint? [chorus] Yo I got the joint and it's rolled with precision Precisely sliced in the ends, surgical incisions It's like religion, my blunt rollin' routine It's a process, and yet it comes guaranteed, by me (by who?) Motherfuckin' Johnny Richter If you lay on the work then call me Johnny the evictor To play with my money is to play with my emotions Like tokens in Vegas, your ass is cash I got incredible dank, as it lingers out the chamber Mind blowin smoke, unbelievable taste Jack frost have you lost, seeing stars in space Laced up to the moon, Pluto, then Neptune The earth is greenest, smokin' bong loads in Venus The rings of Saturn gettin' lost in space Homebase it the place we blaze the most weed I gots the joint is the bomb ass (??) Yo, you gots the joint? [chorus] Just a player with the big hair, baby (??) five Still bumpin, getting high, constantly red eyed 12-28, full of bitches inside 1605, where the homies reside We fly, first class, with the (??) Rockin' vertebrae (??) wallet chains on their hips Saggin' jeans, DCs, pocket full of weed I got what you want, tell me what you need And I'll proceed to bust out the pounds and break em down Got connection to PC, Cali, and Chi-Town Whether up north, down south, or the inbetween Red, purple, orange, or the lizard green I got the joint but you ain't gonna smoke it Come around, get cloudy, it disappeared like hokus pokus King klick tokas, royalty smokers Come around, it disappears like hokus pokus Yo, who's that peepin' in my window? Hope it's not a po-po Cuz then they gonna see my crops I got the joint but you ain't gonna smoke it Come around, get cloudy, it disappeared like hokus pokus King klick tokas, royalty smokers Come around, it disappears like hokus pokus Back wall hydroponic system, stealthy position With couple thousand watts I got the joint but you ain't gonna smoke it Come around, get cloudy, it disappeared like hokus pokus King klick tokas, royalty smokers Come around, it disappears like hokus pokus *****Good As Gold I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow If you ask me how I'm living, my reply is 'I'm sold' Smoked out, without a doubt I keep a constant flow, of indo smoke pouring out my lungs And you can strip to find a stash on the tip of my tongue Marijuana, running through my veins God's great gift comes in different strains From the mainland (purps?) all the way to big island Underground cultivation, yes I try to stay blasted From to sea to sea, and I've also been known to plant seed after seed Seven points on my flag when it's blowing in the wind Prop 215 so let the games begin Smoke as much as you want, Johnny Richter's everlastin When you packin' a sacks, (??) Your plants don't grow in that bud that be glowin For once you have to ask, all the people never knowin I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow Yo, I can barely breathe, I need to kick a verse The smoke's on my mind, and it's getting on my nerves Observe, don't wanna look at my lungs Shriveled like an old peach, pear, plum Nicotine, I'd rather smoke some green What does it take, and why do I fiend? If I conquer this kick, I'd be crowned king Wasting my money, four bucks a pack Going out of my way for some dirt sticks at that It's gettin to be crap, I'm all up out of wack But I'm rowdy, I need to buy a patch The dirty little camel is makin' me weeze Go around to the castle where there's bongs and weed I need to take a shit, got no time to think There's a zong by the toilet, and some bud on the sink Some bud on the sink, some bud on the sink I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow I knew a real stoner named D-Loc Never went to sleep, smoked weed till the sun broke Up all night with his pipe, puffin' indo Evaporated herb, like (delapidating?) ozone Sack after sack, after sack, now he's flat broke About to get faded, take a toke, while the tape rolls Kottonmouth Kings write rhymes on hemp stones Daddy X don't smoke, and (??) Save the best of the best, when pack it in the vest You know the THC content you will never guess Unless you invest, we can put it to the test There's no stress for the cess, we all about the next guest (??), now our minds spun, We in a whole new place, lowered the lights Bud stickin, laced, fruit taste, sticky Nothing but dank, number one rank No need to rush, sippin' buds by the crops Those little red rocks in the hydroponic box To keep the plants kissin, we got a drip system Electronical device, liquid dice (??) to the fullest and beautiful kolas One puff, you clueless, to all you rookie smokers (??) was stun, relation was won We love to see our plants looki' pretty in the sun I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow *****Face Facts Figured out long time ago Nothing's as it seems don't you know Go underground if you want the scoop Cuz the population's out the loop You know I size up my sacks with a couple extra grams D-Loc got a caddy, I got a V-Dub van, X Daddy rolled a fatty, asked him "What's the plan?" He took a hit, blew out his rip And said, "Let's plant the land" Yeah I smoke some weed, just a little somethin somethin Don't hate me because I got the country buzzin Leave cats shocked, you know the crowd be jumpin On my pride it blows like a chemical combustion My real name's Dustin, I spit these customs AKA D-Loc, E-Loc's little cousin Don't be mad, be glad, tell your dad Cuz I be spittin' rhymes you never knew I even had (??) (into the store?), double parked and got a ticket By a midget on a pony, I called him shorty He started twitchin, fingers clickin While he's bitchin, and I snapped I had a vision, I was leading in the useless race I had the pole position, no but kiddin' And I didn't make that mess up in your kitchen I was dishin' out some sacks, and me and Loc, well we were fishin I keep wishin' that you'd ease on up and quit it with your trippin Maybe smoke a bit more weed and stop it with that candy flippin Let's face facts, chips get stacked Unsystematically our pockets get fat And we kick back, pimp caddilacs Smoke off pounds, flip dime sacks Think you can out smoke me, well I'm calling you a liar Cuz my bowl, I set it on fire I'm on my couch with my pouch and my fat JB Got ten different types of weed, about a pound of each No leaves, they're clipped clean But the few they hit the bing Then my phone rings, my boy askin what he need to bring I said some coligreen, some kale, some pot, and some ale And that freak we met last night, I think her name was uh...Michelle Ah what the hell, just put out the word Any hottie with the nerve, Richter said that he will serve Graduated high school back in '95,started writin' rhymes Laid low, I'm hard to find A kid like me, no less, I'm kinda fresh Discovered the weed, took a hit and got blessed I'm not the best, just flexed on the next Daddy X plan a text, simply not complexed I'll give it all I got, put the game to a test Keep writin' rhymes and forget about the rest Let's face facts, chips get stacked Unsystematically our pockets get fat And we kick back, pimp caddilacs Smoke off pounds, flip dime sacks Ooh damn, there he goes again Throwin' his cigarettes out the window Blowin' fog with logs, sticky indo You know it comes a dime a dozen Flow like Snoop, lay it back in the cut and Woo, I think I'll pass on the brew And smoke my buds with the Kottonmouth Krew, The big bad ass, you know who Well, I really can't tell if there's a difference anymore Goin' up or goin' down, where's the elevator door? Got the pimped out suite on the 13th floor Black Flag's in my speakers blarin' "Gimme some more" Nowadays I stay blazed, a hundred ways, my brain's crazed Gone like those punk days, I'm stackin' chips like Frito, Lays I've been to that place, fast cars, cheap thrills Funny looking pills, million dollar deals Three day orgys in the Hollywood Hills, for real I don't be speakin' no myths, raised on punk rock riffs Smokin' spliffs by the cliffs And you and your crew's talking about "What if...?"'s Let's face facts, chips get stacked Unsystematically our pockets get fat And we kick back, pimp caddilacs Smoke off pounds, flip dime sacks All this talk of gettin' blazed, reminds me of reggae Sundays Lazy dread and sweaters bust, the Crenshaw District lord was a must Burnin' spliffs to tell (??), hittin' little Jamaica's rockin record shops (??) in stock and cravin (egg?) eating stones, (??) All this talk of gettin' blazed, reminds me of punk rock ways Babylon could never rock our boat, all I need (??) That's what's really goin' on, life's too short to be a victim If you don't like what you got, respond When time has come to make a move, down to you to come up and prove It's time to make a change, so chose Let's face facts, chips get stacked Unsystematically our pockets get fat And we kick back, pimp caddilacs Smoke off pounds, flip dime sacks Ganja business controls America *****Peace Not Greed A lonely teenage daydream, Of things I just might be, A surreal kind of thinking, Keeps on drifting in on me, My twisted body is lifeless, Not so their twisted minds, Peace through power their motto, Power through peace their crime, Product of our environment (x8), Maybe one day they will legalize weed, In the year TWO "G" the planet could be deceased, We plead to the fleece while we're beggin' on our knees, In our hometown Cali with bears and green trees, Birds and the bees, hot sand on the beach, Shells in the sea and I'm living in peace, Like a dog on a leash locked up with no key, I gotta smoke under cover, Motherfuck the police, Yeah, see the matching hand and they're robbing from the hat, The laws an illusion to symbolize that, Putting us in jail for the ???? tax, I can see the wires in the levitating act, I can hear the lies and they're calling them facts, I can see the bars and they're lookin all cracked, I read between the lines but the lines are all cracked, I can feel the knife turning in my back, How would life be if the world smoked weed? Guaranteed there'd be peace not greed, See, it's hell, Living in a cell, Legalize the plant only time will tell, You are a sacred being of light, Projected into reality for a purpose, Demand the right to your moment, In this holographic gift with no rules, no borders, Except for those who you choose to accept and live by, Abolish government means nothing to me, Forget about god, he's not here to see, We live by a system, a perfect mold, People perfect people who are poor and old, Lies were spent on a sad defense, They said we're lookin for a method in this world ???, Presidents are named, Presidents are labeled highest man on the government table, America, land of the free, Free to the power of the people in uniform (x2), How would life be if the world smoked weed? Guaranteed there'd be peace not greed, See, it's hell, Living in a cell, Legalize the plant only time will tell, Society, fuck it! I've had enough! The system's full of crooks, straight up corrupt, You look like a decoy by the knife a duck, And your money keeps em smokin on a BC Bluff, You're caught up in the headlights of my V-Dub bus, TSOL and the Kings about to even things up, Your birds will take all the air out the sky, Bring em down to our level, You can work, can't hide, Product of our environment (x8) A lonely teenage daydream, Of things I just might be, A surreal kind of thinking, Keeps on drifting in on me, My twisted body is lifeless, Not so their twisted minds, Peace through power their motto, Power through peace their crime, The government keeps tight control over the population, While the schools teach the kids restricted education, Murder, Rape, Sex, Underage prostitution, They got the war on pot, they got the wrong solution, I wake and I bake, nowhere to escape, Livin' life in a tank they invade my space, Betrayed full of hate while they're shootin all blanks, Society's lost in a paranoid state, It's the illusion of ownership, It's take what you can get, The banks are the loan sharks and everyone's in debt, And if you get ahead how quickly you forget, You're hanging from a burning rope without a safety net, They tax you when you sell, They tax you when you buy, They take half when you live, They take half when you die, These are the lies that they are stating as facts, I can see the wires of the levitating act, How would life be if the world smoked weed? Guaranteed there'd be peace not greed, See, it's hell, Living in a cell, Legalize the plant only time will tell, I'm glad that I can read, I'm glad that I can write, I read their fuckin bullshit, Every single night, When off in my head went a little fuckin light, It told me what was wrong it told me what was right, World bank-Power and control, Issuing the money and they're dollin' out the roles, Charging what they want to with the money, the control, Living in their nightmare, giving them your soul! *****The Lottery The Lottery, you know It's all the Same, Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game, They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain, Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained, Up early in the morning before the sun rise, Scrapin' out my pipe tryin' to Stay High, I gotta get blunted for the nine to five, And I need a facelift on my oldschool ride, My scrapin' change to meet the range of my job qualification, But I'm stealin' cable, so I get every station, Now don't let em slay you when they tell you somethings free, They take about half with the taxes fee, But now I'm up in new times just blowin' out some fog, Don't gotta work cuz I quit my fuckin' job, Walk into my room to a sixty inch tele, And I got a phat deal on my star-tac cele, I finally got a chance to hook my ride up legit, They asked how big I want it, I said biggest that would fit, On airbags it would sit, shit was lookin' sick, System was in it and all I did was pick six, The Lottery, you know It's all the Same, Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game, They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain, Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained, If I won the Lotto, I'd buy pounds of Bud, Give it to my homies to show I got love, Dirtbikes and buggies and four wheel drives, I own my own jet, ah yo, I'm world wide, First class fast, take a trip over seas, Me, my girl Ami makin' love on the beach, I just bought a yacht, I just won the Lottery, Never ending buds in my cultivation, So I can smoke out the world in the hempalation, Give some money to my pops, buy my mom a new house, Or anything she wants, no rush just pick it out, Don't worry about the ends plenty bread to be broke, I'll open a skate shop and sell bags of dope, Blow custom glass so I smoke days of hits, I build a greenhouse where my hydro sit, No questions planes trains just to keep you guessin', The lottery, L-O-T-T-E-R-Y, Money signs, green backs, honey blunts and fat sacks, Everything I want and everything I need, A different house for each day of the week, A private lake so I could jet ski, In the back ?? so I shoot geese with my dad, Mini bikes and go-karts I want it all, The Universal Walk, fuck it i'll buy the mall, The Lottery, you know It's all the Same, Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game, They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain, Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained, A buck with your booze, What the fuck when I lose, Which one you chose when your baby needs shoes, A buck with your booze, What the fuck when I lose, Which one you chose when your baby needs shoes, Since I won the lottery I bought a yacht to fish, I spent a fifth on a house with a satelite dish, I bought a brewery and walk around all day with double fists, And got at least ten pots so I can puke and piss I got a glass bong for everyday of the week, And yes I stand strong make sure all my family can eat, I bought a fleet of cars all of them V-W, I purchased Yorba Linda made it Richter Avenue, How many of you have had the thought of winnin' the grand prize, All the fat ladies dreamin' of some smaller thighs, And all the guys with your bills stacked up to your eyes, Wouldn't blow your pay checks tryin' to get high, I fly from coast to coast and then I flipped a bitch, On my private leer jet smokin' a pound of krypt, Hired my help from you, my fridge is stocked with Dew, Me and my krew takin' trips to Katmandu, The Lottery, you know It's all the Same, Ain't shit Changed just a Big Game, They fuckin' with our brain, it's the Government Strain, Taxes stealin' but they got you Trained, *****Round & Round I take hits, Pull it through the Chamber, I hold it in, My lungs are in Danger, It tastes good, I can't deny the Flavor, But to the buds, We ain't no Stranger, Check the chamber it's hella Cloudy, I smoke flavor don't ever Doubt me, Humbolt County to Southern Cali, Pass the mic Johnny Richter bout to Rally, First time busted as a young rap fiend, Stealin' tapes from Music Plus was the place of the scene, I didn't know what happened so I peeped in the window, I seen Richter sittin' with a bunch of po-po's, Yo ???? system wonder how the fuck they found me, No back-seat on my way to the county, Now what's Richter gonna do with no smokes for the ride? Shit's gettin' deep, it's fuckin' with my high, Threw my bike in the trunk, fuckin' scratchin' my frame, ??????????? number, and they fuckin' with my brain, Just two blocks to go as I skate to the bud hut, My boy's locked up, I'm like what the fuck?! I said don't worry Loc I got the money buried stashed, And I'm, always in a hurry He can be here fast, In a flash like jack I jump from the bud hut, To Richter's bus with the engine stuffed, We Do What We Do, Plant our Seeds in the Ground, Saturate the Sound while the World Goes Around, Drop a Bomb on the Planet and watch it Explode, Round and Round it Goes, And Pounds and Pounds we Smoke, And Round and Round it Goes, Drop a Bomb on the Planet and watch it Explode, Three days later Richter's out on leave, You know D-Loc picked me up with some bomb ass weed, Indeed we stay high, Red-eyed feel the vibes, Beehives in the back, Plenty honey for the phillies, Head to Bobby B's where the purple lookin' pretty, I'm sittin' shot gun hot boxin' through the city, I'm feelin' shitty, nitty witty got me greedy, It's a pity, I'm feelin' fine to incline, Elevation of the herb is elevation of your mind, Well rewind, damn that's a dope ass track, Well then turn that shit up, hold up let me get my sack, Hey yo where's the glass, speed up we're gettin' passed, I stepped on the gas hold the wheel, I dropped my smoke, well goddammit Loc, It's burnin' a hole, and my tire bout to blow, I see a UFO, your kidding me, Noooooo! We Do What We Do, Plant our Seeds in the Ground, Saturate the Sound while the World Goes Around, Drop a Bomb on the Planet and watch it Explode, Round and Round it Goes, And Pounds and Pounds we Smoke, And Round and Round it Goes, Drop a Bomb on the Planet and watch it Explode, This bud's the bomb knock you dead out your socks, Put your shwag back in the bag and pretend that we forgot, From the mossy grounds to the hydroponic dock, Seasons don't matter cuz our bud come in flocks, Load up the zong I'm about to pack a few rounds, I looked at D-Loc and I gave him a pound, You got no time for stress and no chronic in the pipe, Classic hits glass, ?? tight, You like, I like, inspected it right, Took some hits then passed, D-Loc fell on his ass, You fuckin' with the rolo, reverse to last, Permission don't stop when we're searching for the green, Because the green is the cream and the cream make ya gleam, You all up in our scene tryin' to pack us your shwag, While smokin' on the chronic that you wished you had, I pass to X Dad in the marijuana lab, We Do What We Do, Plant our Seeds in the Ground, Saturate the Sound while the World Goes Around, Drop a Bomb on the Planet and watch it Explode, Round and Round it Goes, And Pounds and Pounds we Smoke, And Round and Round it Goes, Drop a Bomb on the Planet and watch it Explode.