Good Turned Evil. P.Flow (Ft.Necro And lLL Bill,Uncle Howie). Brutality Part Two. . (P.Flow) Verse 1:. I Chock you with a robe. and throw you the ocean.
[Intro:]. - That's later version of getting F.U.B.A.R.. - What's F.U.B.A.R?. - Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition.. [Verse 1:]. Check it, Check it. Uhh, uhh. yo,.
Special forces, professional with a four-fifth. Congressional medal shit. Aggression will get you split. Avoid explosions with agility, mentally exploit the vulnerabilities of my enemy.
Lets go, children of the Fatherland. Our day of glory has arrived. (Allons enfants de la Patrie). Against us, tyranny. Has raised its bloody flag. (Le jour de gloire est arrivé).
[Chorus]. No turning back now going out full throttle puffin crazy mad herb. With our hands on the bottle. We some stoners wreaking havoc we ain't no role.
[Chorus]. It don't matter where you've been. Just focus on where you're going. Most people you think are friends. Ain't there when the tough gets going.
These fly rhymes and high times are brought to you by Suburban Noize. D-Loc, Saint Vicious, DJ Bobby be, Pakelika. The bakers man, bake me a cake as fast as you can.
Yeah, Suburban Noize, those Kottonmouth Kings. Freaks come out at night, the freaks come out.... . Well... We're the freaks of the industry, Suburban Noize, Kottonmouth Kings.
This song's going out to an American hero,. and anybody else who has ever been harassed or arrested for smoking the beautiful plant; Marijuana.. . [Chorus].
Live my life in a free world [x4]. . [Richter:]. It's amazing how this whole world is changing. It went from saying "how you doin'" to settin ya claimin.
Every time I close my eyes, I start to drift away. Thinkin' 'bout some days gone by, how time just floats away. Every time I hear that song, puts a smile on my face.
Just me and you, just me and you. That's right. Just me and you, just me and you. All I wanna. Just me and you, just me and you. That's right. Just me and you, just me and you.
Fire it up Fire it up Fire it up [x4]. Salu-Mutha Fuckin-Tations. Glad you came i see you got a reputation. Your in for a night full of blunts and beers..
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,.
Figured out a long time ago,. Nothing's as it seems don't you know,. Go underground if you want the scoop,. 'cause the population's out the loop,. . You know I size up my sacks with a couple extra grams,.
as we toke through these ozones. plant homegrown family trees. we blow endo smoke. microphones spreadin new philosophies. as we transcend these time zones.
Ya got uh, that's why you gotta fuck the industry, know what i mean, 'cause the industry's gon, the industrys tryin to fuck you. . (you better have said nothin) [x2].
through preperation and years of screaming.. it has come down, it has come down to this.. i dismiss all the action taken to scar me.. i'll take it upon myself to bear the pain even as the sale covers the wounds..