A yo Loc, what's up Jonny Richter, I just sold the same frame , I
just changin'
big picture, and I'm gonna sit your ass down right in the front
row to let you
know how we smoke at a kottonmouth kings show-
you know we Do it, did it, do it again, I need at least ten
tokes for my day to
begin, a
big sack of the chronic , cuz you know I'm always on , steady
smokin' out out
the glass, got the plastic going ponic and you get a refund
check i bet you
sell your mama's draws, to keep bouncing like my balls off the
walls
just becuz you want a piece of what I got, plus a sack of my
pot, think you
really gonna get it , thought wrong, I think not!
We fucked up the 420 in the whole rotation - we rollled up on
our homies like
- what you blazin', is this some purple cush, that we got from
riverside, but I
heard it was faking, thinkin' shit this thing barely got me
high!
Chorus:
Everything looks the same- but everything feels so differently-
and I don't
know if it's just all in my head or if I'm losing my sanity- my
smokin', my
drinkin, is foggin my thinkin', that's what they all keep
tellin' me- and
faces-n-places keep changin' erasin' and everything feels so
strange to me
Now we out on the road, differnt city every nite, different hoes
every nite,
different flows every nite,
We stay drunk on Bud-Lite, so fuck the malt liquor we drink beer
by da can,cup,
bottle, or pitcher.
you hear us on stage faded strait buzzed as fuck, you hear us
bumpin down your
block while we in our truck
(do doon doon doon doon)
thats whats up, damn i blew another woofer man its just my luck.
well thats ur luck i hope mines better than that as i tilt down
my hat, twist
off my beer cap,
yea loc's kind of crazy doin 80 in the dirt with his bike in the
back and a
beer in his lap.
Yo i dont feel the hurt when its time i go burzurk 3rd gear
buckled shit didnt
even hurt
well you know i seen the footage and the film dont lie knocked
the wind out his
chest and strait black in his eye
Chorus:
Everything looks the same- but everything feels so differently-
and I don't
know if it's just all in my head or if I'm losing my sanity- my
smokin', my
drinkin, is foggin my thinkin', that's what they all keep
tellin' me- and
faces-n-places keep changin' erasin' and everything feels so
strange to me
im feelin so strange with a distand of pills poppin little tiny
blue things
with no time to kill,
eat the mid-side swift to keep you rollin to the morning take em
wit a chick
you know the nite you might be boning
D-loc, whoaa im feelin kind of dazed and im out of control
you know the big ol fatties on the tylenol 3s and the orange one
i got strait
from over seas,
you know what i do wakin up every day drinkin beers in my bed
wait for a lady
to play,
and i love being on 1 2 3 or 4 looped staring at the ceiling
with my back on
the floor
5 6 im rolled out with my dick, i called this bitch she was a
little as trick
now we not sayin it right but strange is how we livin just goin
through life
havin fun with what were given
Chorus:x2
Everything looks the same- but everything feels so differently-
and I don't
know if it's just all in my head or if I'm losing my sanity- my
smokin', my
drinkin, is foggin my thinkin', that's what they all keep
tellin' me- and
faces-n-places keep changin' erasin' and everything feels so
strange to me
