watch these visions get burned like the thumb from my lighter the tighter we grow watch us blow and inspired throw more GAS on the fire kottonmouth kings
the mic with your unpaid dues Life?s a bitch we win or lose How many people don?t got a clue Dont got a clue gotta figure it out Kottonmouth Kings will
this is your brain on drugs check this out this is your brain on drugs i was like that before i started this is your brain on drugs see ya around buddy
are ya living to live are you living to die are you living a tale are you living a lie you got one life to life are you living it right you?ve got one
the insane strain take it straight to the brain maybe clear out your RISEN KMK mob another funky expedition dont get the superstition kottonmouth is a king
another day gone... sittin in my livin room pullin on some tubes no more bubble berry so i settled for the blue snapped it through and my lungs start
lonely My minds playing tricks on me I'm feeling high my sacks getting lonely Goddamn homie, my minds playing tricks on me This year 420 fell on a weekend Kottonmouth Kings
where you gonna go when you can?t get high now who you gonna call when you feel so low where you gonna turn for some inspiration new destinations is
live fast some die young we smoke our family trees transferring transactions check the note in your bag its a message from the kings letting you know
In the aftermath, of a battle won we celebrate with the rising sun Sub Noize tribe good god we on the run and we wont stop till the war is won because
rug cuz we was Caucasian Had you even second guessin our hip hop occupation We don?t give a fuck about Mtv or your local radio station Kottonmouth Kings
why you gotta gotta gotta nuttin gotta get outta my face bitch i know you like dunkins tell me why you wanna fuck with me just because im a Kottonmouth King
seem to stop when the crowds gettin tired its their heads that bob i got a job but i aint callin it work gettin paid to smoke herb aint work its absurd kottonmouth kings
my fuckin bud light yo richter light that joint yo X turn the porch light on welcome to the Suburbs where the grass is green home of the motherfuckin Kottonmouth Kings
Ripin sound from a pipe Welcome to the Hidden Stash Hhhhaaaaa Hhhhaaaaa Hhhaaaaa Door opens, says " Ok Ok " ,and closes {they say some stuff that
Are you livin' to live? Are you livin' to die? Are you livin' a tale? Are you livin' a lie? You got one life to life, are you living it right? You've