Lirik Lagu Misunderstood - Kottonmouth Kings
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I said my momma don't understand meDaddy never really caredFuck the restI've failed their testI guess life just ain't fairA preacher man done told me, said your ways you better changeBut forgive me man, I got a mic in my handAnd it's my time to rock the stageMisunderstood
One in a million, a million in oneA stoner reeking havoc, but I don't carry a gunOnly a microphone so I can rock the stageDon't got a beeper But I gots to some page up some dope ass lyricsFrom my imaginationSmoked out the officer on my probationBustin' caps in the balls of this generationI flip this phat verse with no hesitationMy bro Mad Dog, the south bay psycho, got the bomb sugar budGoin' everlasting cycle, the dank of the dankest don't get no sweeterMy boy B-Dub ain't a motherfuckin' tweakerHe's a ganja man, that's the way it goes2 turntables always rock at showsHey Bobby B, how does your bud grow?Shhh....That's on the down low
I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really caredFuck the rest, I've failed their testI guess life just ain't fairA preacher man done told me, said your ways you better changeBut forgive me man, I got a mic in my handAnd it's my time to rock the stage, misunderstood
Kottonmouth Komittee made of horny devils, psycho rebelsBitch turn up the trebleWe wanna be heard because we speak the truthYo we miss Rob Harris in the DJ boothAnd that's the truth, cuz that's the rootsWe miss Rob Harris in the DJ boothYo all I'm sayin' kid is the freedom of speechA freedom to blaze, a freedom to reachNew plateaus are a high away2 joints in the morning then I'm A-OKI smoke two joints in the morningGet the vodka then I mix the OJ, ok
I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really caredFuck the rest, I've failed their testI guess life just ain't fairA preacher man done told me, said your ways you better changeBut forgive me man, I got a mic in my handAnd it's my time to rock the stageMisunderstood
I'm D-Loc I puffs all the smokeNever have herbs cuz I'm always brokeNever had a job, probably never willThat's right Saint Dog, we da kings of the hillI'm Saint Dog never find me trippin'Never gun grippin', always 40 sippin'Anarchy is the life of me, give me booze, blunts, broadsAnd I'll tap all threeI got a German glow with an irie flowYou're red in the face cuz I bucked your hoeSo what now bro? You know we told ya soWe got more game that L.A.'s got blowYo my boy D-Loc got ears like a monkeyMy boy Saint Dog is a hip-hop drunkieDJ Bobby B gots the tracks that are funkyIf you really must know I grow my green bud skunky
I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really caredFuck the rest, I've failed their testI guess life just ain't fairA preacher man done told me, said your ways you better changeBut forgive me man, I got a mic in my handAnd it's my time to rock the stageMisunderstood
One in a million, a million in oneA stoner reeking havoc, but I don't carry a gunOnly a microphone so I can rock the stageDon't got a beeper But I gots to some page up some dope ass lyricsFrom my imaginationSmoked out the officer on my probationBustin' caps in the balls of this generationI flip this phat verse with no hesitationMy bro Mad Dog, the south bay psycho, got the bomb sugar budGoin' everlasting cycle, the dank of the dankest don't get no sweeterMy boy B-Dub ain't a motherfuckin' tweakerHe's a ganja man, that's the way it goes2 turntables always rock at showsHey Bobby B, how does your bud grow?Shhh....That's on the down low
I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really caredFuck the rest, I've failed their testI guess life just ain't fairA preacher man done told me, said your ways you better changeBut forgive me man, I got a mic in my handAnd it's my time to rock the stage, misunderstood
Kottonmouth Komittee made of horny devils, psycho rebelsBitch turn up the trebleWe wanna be heard because we speak the truthYo we miss Rob Harris in the DJ boothAnd that's the truth, cuz that's the rootsWe miss Rob Harris in the DJ boothYo all I'm sayin' kid is the freedom of speechA freedom to blaze, a freedom to reachNew plateaus are a high away2 joints in the morning then I'm A-OKI smoke two joints in the morningGet the vodka then I mix the OJ, ok
I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really caredFuck the rest, I've failed their testI guess life just ain't fairA preacher man done told me, said your ways you better changeBut forgive me man, I got a mic in my handAnd it's my time to rock the stageMisunderstood
I'm D-Loc I puffs all the smokeNever have herbs cuz I'm always brokeNever had a job, probably never willThat's right Saint Dog, we da kings of the hillI'm Saint Dog never find me trippin'Never gun grippin', always 40 sippin'Anarchy is the life of me, give me booze, blunts, broadsAnd I'll tap all threeI got a German glow with an irie flowYou're red in the face cuz I bucked your hoeSo what now bro? You know we told ya soWe got more game that L.A.'s got blowYo my boy D-Loc got ears like a monkeyMy boy Saint Dog is a hip-hop drunkieDJ Bobby B gots the tracks that are funkyIf you really must know I grow my green bud skunky
I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really caredFuck the rest, I've failed their testI guess life just ain't fairA preacher man done told me, said your ways you better changeBut forgive me man, I got a mic in my handAnd it's my time to rock the stageMisunderstood
