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Artist/Band:
Kottonmouth Kings
Lyrics for Song: Things I Do
Lyrics for Album: Hidden Stash II: The Kream of the Krop [2001]
i guess people always wanna know about Richter?
what I do at home
how much I really smoke
if I really got as many bongs as I claim
if my barks about drinkin fit a game
well listen up
drinkin' vodka, Blue Label, Schmirnoff on the rocks
wishin i had my sack but I left it at Pac's
fake rips got me trippin'
shit I almost got lost
walkin' up to my own crib
comin' from the garage
but the night ain't over yet
I got places to go
hit the bong and get faded but I needed some mo'
I told 'em make sure it's mean but when you brought my green
it was on the B.C. so I only got a faze
know what I mean?
if you don't, that's my lingo a faze is an eighth
I don't get more than an eighth if It ain't crypt out on the plate
not sayin' it ain't crypt doesn't mean that it ain't kind
it just means the herb you got ain't close to half as good as mine
that's right the truth hurts but not as bad as the dirt
comin' up through your throat when you choke and that's my word
damn that shit burns
I don't even like to think about the kottonmouth you'd suffer
if you didn't have a drink
cause these are the types of things I do
and these are the types of tales I tell
people ask me if I smoke, I say I do
and the smoke I exhale got that chronic smell
wake up when I want cause that's the life I lead
out every night, takin' trips every week
hangin' out with my peeps, just livin' the life
only smokin' out of glass why you hittin' metal pipes
international flights and passports, gettin' filled
you know the show be tight if KMK is on the bill
punk rock hip hop it just never seems to stop
when the crowd gets tired it's their heads that bop
I got a job but I ain't callin' it work
gettin' paid to smoke herb ain't work
it's absurd
Kottonmouth Kings takin' over this millenium
Suburban Noize family, I know you will be feelin' 'em
comin' out your stereo and seein' us on stage
leave thousands of stunts, leavin' ladies in a daze
people shocked and amazed
the weak-hearted seem to faint when they take one hit
off of Johnny Richter's dank
cause I keep goin'
continue with the flowin' like the rappers on my condoms
people say that I am goin'
ever flowin' like my hydro when my rap is near and far
i'd rather have two pounds of chronic then a fancy fuckin' car
cause these are the types of things I do
and these are the types of tales I tell
but ask me if I smoke, I say I do
and that smoke I exhale got that chronic smell
cause these are the types of things I do
and these are the types of tales I tell
but ask me if I smoke, I say I do
and that smoke I exhale got that chronic smell
stumble in the front door, throw my jacket on the ground
looked left, looked right, shit I looked all around
the house is all quiet, didn't hear a single sound
grabbed a bottle of Bicardi and proceeded to pound
about a quarter way through, 'bout eleven thirty-two
headed to Del Taco cause I need to get some food
if not I'm gonna puke and I don't want that
shouldn't have drank twenty, bi'ch
shouldn't have smoked ten bags
couldn't relax, that is my stomach of course
shit was comin' up fast and it was chargin' with force
now past my vocal chords, quickly approachin' my teeth
throwin' up every color; red, yellow, orange, green
and there it was for me to see right infront of my eyes
a burrito, two tacos, and my chili-cheese fries
now there's a lesson to learn if you listen right here
beer lickin', never sip the liquor, beer you in the clear
cause these are the types of things I do
and these are the types of tales I tell
but ask me if I smoke, I say I do
and that smoke I exhale got that chronic smell
don't worry about it
Johnny Richter out smokin' the fuckin' planet all day long
don't forget I was an underage alcoholic before
you was hittin' the bong
been smokin' for over a decade
got ten years under my belt and I ain't even twenty-four
don't worry about it
*record scratching "Devestating to your ear"*
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| Album Lyrics: Hidden Stash II: The Kream of the Krop [2001] |
Kottonmouth Kings
"Hidden Stash II: The Kream of the Krop [2001]"
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