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Psychedelic Funk

This is Kona-Gold from the Hawaiian Islands of creation

Mass plantation

With the Kottonmouth Kings burnin' up the nationDon't watch your back cause we're comin' through front

And when we're on stage yeah we'll smoke ya like a blunt

My minds always trippin 'so you know I cannot front

We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin psychedelic funk

Puffin on a blunt, indo, schwag, or skunk

Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic funkShit it's a damn good day, got money in the bank

Gas in my tank, pays for my dank

Got a new Paramax, money for the taxes

And for the plenty herb the lord I do thankBoom, shit, bang, X is the name

Dirt slang's the game and I bangs poontang

It's the first county all league pimp selection

Bobby B's on the mix with the vinyl injection

I went from sinner to Saint, Saint back to sinner

Once was a preacher, but I huff paint thinner

Took your woo home and that bitch made me dinner

Rolled a couple pinners and I went up in her

It's the capital D, the L-O-C

Can't nobody even fuck with me, (hell no)

My style is free, I bangs the P

I tag the circle "A" for anarchyDon't watch your back cause we're comin' through the front

And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin' like a blunt

My minds always trippin' so you know I can not front

We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' psychedelic funk

Puffin on a blunt, indo, swag, or skunk

Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic funkHot Damn! I'm back in my van

Copper pulled me over, asked me what's my plan?

Pig sniffin' around like Toucan Sam

WHAT? BLAM BLAM! Now there's bacon on the van

I said fuck the police I'm an old school skater

Roll aside the curb, throw peace and say later

Got a dark vibe like that fool Darth Vador

Told you motherfuckers I'm an old school skaterI'm D-Loc so fair is fair, party over here, fuck you over there

I got a bag of bud smothered in red hair

Saint Dog started drinking so you better beware

Well I got so much bounce you can feel my vibration

Easy access for easy penetration

What's all this talk about a generation?

Legalize the plant

Lets free this nation

Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. hemp plantation

Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. free this nationDon't watch your back cause we're comin' through the front

And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin' like a blunt

My minds always trippin' so you know I can not front

We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' psychedelic funk

Puffin' on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk

Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic funkNow the kind I smoke is dipped in Willie Wonka

Chocolate factory, I take more hits than Tonka

Light you up like blanca, get u buzzin' like a bee

We're the bong tokin' fiends representin' O.C.

Oh oh oh oh shit I'm back up in the mix

Its D-loc with the grab bag of tricks

Your bitch is on my dick, your momma is too

And this is going out to the Kottonmouth Krew

Damn that gets old, wearin' ties that don't fit

Dirty wife beaters, size that just quit

But I don't give a shit my rhymes make me legit

Board's in my hands as I bail through the pit

Punk rock and I can't forget cha

Kottonmouth Kings up in the picture

Suburban Noise, man I thought you knew

And if you're down with punk rock, throw your horns up fool

Yes we're comin' through with an old deep brew

West coast juggalos sayin' hoodie hooDon't watch your back cause we're comin' through the front

And when we're on stage we're smokin' like a blunt

My minds always trippin' so you know I can not front

We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' psychedelic funk

Puffin' on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk

Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic funkScratch pow, don't ask me how

Even if I knew I wouldn't tell you any how

Take that! Let's fishbowl this bitch

What's the time? It's time to get lit

Boo ya ka Boo ya ka, splif to the clip

Now the roach is lit, goes right to my lip

Inhale, hold it real deep

Orange County horny devils back on the fuckin' creep!

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