Magic mushrooms x-tacy, cannibus, ludes, and GHB uppers ?n- downers and THC blues. And vics and acid on sheets. . Hey yo Loc. What's up Johnny Richter?.
[Richter]. If you dont stand, stand up for something. Then you will fall, youll fall for anything, yeah. . [Daddy X]. Lifes kinda funny man. Little crush you hear like this beer can.
Let's, let's stick together. Stick together. Till the war is won. Me and you we gon fight together. We gon fight forever till the war is won, won now.
Sick and tired, the way they walk. Sick and tired, the way they talk. Sick and tired, the things they say. Sick and tired, where's my J?. Sick and tired, same old song.
Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin. More. . Soul surfin' in the greenroom. When the time is right, you're plant will bloom.
[CHORUS]. Smile when you cum. Cum as you please. Smile when you cum. Oh won't you cum for me. Smile when you cum. Cum as you please. Smile when you cum.
It's time for 'Real Talk' with Bobby be. Attention young ladies, attention young ladies. Man homeboy's over here in the garage with 4 1000's. Powder nutrients growing in the dirt.
Remeber me? you don't? you will.... Fuck you, fuck all the people always runnin their mouth. Fuck that bitch ass coward who fuckin flooded my house. Fuck everybody who said this shit here would never happen.
Sittin' on my front porch sippin' on my pipe,. Lizard on the bowl blowin' gold shit was tight,. Early in the morning 7:30 AM,. Snatchin' nugz in the ?? from the walls of my den,.
[LOC]. We gettin smoke out fo real!. . [Chorus Daddy X 2x]. OOooh Skunk One's in the chamber (Skunk One Skunk One). It's the mind re-arranger (Skunk One Skunk One).
Shout. This shout goes out to the most high. DJ Rob Harris. Shouts going out to the next plane of reality. I know you can hear it. I know you can feel it.
Sex Toy, Sex Toy, Sex Toy. . All i wanna do is have some fun and fuck. grab my sex toy, so i can wind it up. pocket wankle bounce, do it down south. here comes my nut, i want you to put it in your mouth.
Fresh when sleeping and every other night. Falling asleep for the fifth time, early in the morning. Awake in terror we're staring back at him, never to be used.
Drinks aside, it's time we tried to stay somewhere. Take my only souvenir, hold it up high, toss it off the roof. If it should break, tell me how it sounds when it lands.
Early in the misty, misty morning. Headin' for another freeway jam. Sleepy eyed and shivering. Waking up and wishing it was Sunday. . I wish it was Sunday.
You know that something inside of you. Still plays a part in what I do always, I'm here for you. I think that if we were all we had. That's more than most people ever have.
I wanna ride the hydraulics. Lit up like the North Star. I wanna wallow in the spoils before the crowd. I wanna play my guitar. Not gonna sit up and beg.
Incoherent but functional. Speeding like a dead comet. Purple crushed velvet waistcoat. Flecked with Maalox and bits of dried vomit. Say what you will for the effort.
Verse 1. . Enslaved by the habit of the mind. Feed the addiction, and you'll be back for more. You know that I want it, you know that I need it, the sickness rises inside of me.