Lirik Lagu Bong Toking Alcoholics - Kottonmouth Kings
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My mission the commission of the dishin' out for factsCuz when I'm dimin' my rhymin' never slacks, never lacksSo get back to the basics and face itThe American dream ain't what it seemsWith lies they've laced itCan't you taste it?See they baste it in an imitation butterWe've ate it and realized it's not nature to motherGeneric like no otherMan fuck big brother
The Kottonmouth King KlickAre you blind or somethin'?Are you blind to the factYou think that this systemThat this society sees any other color other than green?Well it's all slave driven'The illusion of ownership in AmericaProperting is theftHow we livin' ?
The bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholics
Gettin' bent every night is the thing we doI get up every day in the afternoonI crawl out the bed on the way to the showerI gotta hurry up I got a date in a hourWell I call my boy X on the shower phone"What's up, Saint? Man, I'm stoned aloneBy the way I got the freaks on waitCall up the krew, hook it up. Late."I hung up with X and gave my boys a hollaD-loc picked up said, "What's up balla?"Just drop in a dime and tell him about this partyThere'll be a lotta beer and some naughty hottiesI'll call Bobby let him know the planAnd we'll bounce through in the nitrate vanWe'll take a road trip, 40 sip on the wayOh yeah X comin' through with some freaks from the Bay
Bong tokin' alcoholicsThe Kottonmouth tilt is what we call itThe bong tokin' alcoholicsStep back I'm bout to crackLegalize it!
The bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholics
Now we drank up a fifth and said to spark the bowlHumble Gods on the radio bumpin' real lowI reach into the back and pull out the 64I took it to the head like a mothafuckin' proYo, that drink got me on tiltYa better sit down cuz you about to spillNow we approach up on the corner of the house partyI'm down a tall one, i get buzzed, a nightly dutyConversation with the krew, I thought you knew to pass the brewTaste that kind of breeze, Saint your ass is throughBreak out the beer bong man I wanna get fadedCuz drinkin' out the bottle is just so overratedWell well well, grab the 22 and fill it up with MickeysNow what's up you drunk bitch? You spillin' on my DickiesWell boost up the bass, and go easy on the trebleAnd let 'em all know that we some psycho rebelsWith our pants saggin', skates in our handWith our pants saggin', skates in our handWith our pants saggin', skates in our handNow we're rollin' 3 deep and we don't give a damn
Bong tokin' alcoholicsThe Kottonmouth tilt is what we call itThe bong tokin' alcoholicsStep back I'm bout to crackLegalize it!
The bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholics..
I got the blunts and I got the beerDaddy X hit and skids in the rear view mirrorWe walked up to the spot, the keg's our destinationCuz runnin' local parties is a nightly occupationI feel too ripped, I felt a finger in my back"Hey I like your shirt", yeah I see it is quite phatBut no time to mack cuz Saint's drunk as hellHe was standin' on the table and he started to yell"All the freaks up in the partyMove around and shake your bodyAnd if you're down with the boys of P-TownLemme see somebody get naughtyIs the west coast in the house?Well pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!"Well get naughty they did and these girls start to stripStarted freakin' on my shit and her boyfriend tried to tripI said "You talk shit, punk? Let's step outside"He put his fists up, I put em on his eyeHe got a left to the cheek, skateboard to the domeI busted out the _ and took his girlie home
Bong tokin' alcoholicsThe Kottonmouth tilt is what we call itThe bong tokin' alcoholicsStep back I'm bout to crackLegalize it!The bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholics
The Kottonmouth King KlickAre you blind or somethin'?Are you blind to the factYou think that this systemThat this society sees any other color other than green?Well it's all slave driven'The illusion of ownership in AmericaProperting is theftHow we livin' ?
The bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholics
Gettin' bent every night is the thing we doI get up every day in the afternoonI crawl out the bed on the way to the showerI gotta hurry up I got a date in a hourWell I call my boy X on the shower phone"What's up, Saint? Man, I'm stoned aloneBy the way I got the freaks on waitCall up the krew, hook it up. Late."I hung up with X and gave my boys a hollaD-loc picked up said, "What's up balla?"Just drop in a dime and tell him about this partyThere'll be a lotta beer and some naughty hottiesI'll call Bobby let him know the planAnd we'll bounce through in the nitrate vanWe'll take a road trip, 40 sip on the wayOh yeah X comin' through with some freaks from the Bay
Bong tokin' alcoholicsThe Kottonmouth tilt is what we call itThe bong tokin' alcoholicsStep back I'm bout to crackLegalize it!
The bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholics
Now we drank up a fifth and said to spark the bowlHumble Gods on the radio bumpin' real lowI reach into the back and pull out the 64I took it to the head like a mothafuckin' proYo, that drink got me on tiltYa better sit down cuz you about to spillNow we approach up on the corner of the house partyI'm down a tall one, i get buzzed, a nightly dutyConversation with the krew, I thought you knew to pass the brewTaste that kind of breeze, Saint your ass is throughBreak out the beer bong man I wanna get fadedCuz drinkin' out the bottle is just so overratedWell well well, grab the 22 and fill it up with MickeysNow what's up you drunk bitch? You spillin' on my DickiesWell boost up the bass, and go easy on the trebleAnd let 'em all know that we some psycho rebelsWith our pants saggin', skates in our handWith our pants saggin', skates in our handWith our pants saggin', skates in our handNow we're rollin' 3 deep and we don't give a damn
Bong tokin' alcoholicsThe Kottonmouth tilt is what we call itThe bong tokin' alcoholicsStep back I'm bout to crackLegalize it!
The bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholics..
I got the blunts and I got the beerDaddy X hit and skids in the rear view mirrorWe walked up to the spot, the keg's our destinationCuz runnin' local parties is a nightly occupationI feel too ripped, I felt a finger in my back"Hey I like your shirt", yeah I see it is quite phatBut no time to mack cuz Saint's drunk as hellHe was standin' on the table and he started to yell"All the freaks up in the partyMove around and shake your bodyAnd if you're down with the boys of P-TownLemme see somebody get naughtyIs the west coast in the house?Well pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!"Well get naughty they did and these girls start to stripStarted freakin' on my shit and her boyfriend tried to tripI said "You talk shit, punk? Let's step outside"He put his fists up, I put em on his eyeHe got a left to the cheek, skateboard to the domeI busted out the _ and took his girlie home
Bong tokin' alcoholicsThe Kottonmouth tilt is what we call itThe bong tokin' alcoholicsStep back I'm bout to crackLegalize it!The bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholicsThe bong tokin' alcoholics
