kottonmouth kings - life ain't what it seems lyrics
life ain’t what it seems, it ain’t no f-cking dream
so get a grip up on your sh-t and make sure your pipe’s clean
when i drink booze put a crown on my royal
kottonmouth kings make a pipe outta foil
put a grip to my lip, dip it in honey oil
smoke it to the b-tt put it out in the soil
d-mn saint dog, i’m outta weed again, “i feel ya”
pockets lookin thin ain’t got a dime to spend!
big hoss is in the pen, yes he’s doing 10, “f-ck the system!”
i smoke a cigarette and try to comprehend
judicial system got me wishing i was president
i got a grudge against the judgment that’s irrelevant
i write a rhyme to attract and show intelligence
sh-t, every other night i’m getting h-lla bent
i roll my skate to relate to this society, society
no money in my pockets cause they lied to me, “lied to me too!”
no papers to my name, ya see my bong broke, bong broke
i guess that’s why they call me crazy d-loc
life ain’t what it seems, it ain’t no f-cking dream
so get a grip upon yo sh-t and make sure yo pipes clean
when i grow buds i put keefe on my soil
put the green in the bing then i make my water boil
alcohol and rice roll nice with the coil
evian in my bong so my water don’t spoil
d-mn loc-dog i’m outta drink again, “i feel ya!”
buds lookin slim, i need a heineken, “a heineken!”
my bro’s locked down doin 9 or 10, “f-ck that!”
step back, i’m bout to crack, can you comprehend?
placentia city got me witty on this way of life
i (ride?) a duck, what the f-ck, skin it with my knife
there’s a zone in my dome called the twilight
i’m down for my crown each and every night
well i keep my tolerance, stay inside my flow
make ya say ‘d-mn bro i got to go to a show’
life ain’t what it seems, it ain’t a dream and i ain’t playing
but i’m saint vicious and daddy x is saying
life ain’t what it seems, it ain’t no f-cking dream
so get a grip upon yo sh-t and make sure yo pipes clean
now when a read a mag put a grand on my royal
government lies yo they make my water boil
r.i.p. to my peeps 6 feet in the soil
riverside hometown represent, stay loyal
no money for the skate no change for the tax
went surfin with no keefe but forgot the s-x wax
have a purple friend to help ya to relax
a one foot gl-ss called the paramax
now afternoon to you is my morning
i wake up hit the roach and then i’m snoring
outta bed around 3 take 7 bt’s
like dj rob harris kid i’m soarin’
i pertains an ill congested vibe
makes ladies strive for my bozak
addicted like prozac. you know that i track em like lojak
i’m sl!cker and quicker, i’ll stick ya like kojak
i’m alone upon this rhyme that i’ve created
this rhyme that i’ve inflated, won’t trade it so gimme my sp-ce
government controls so they hated
our life, it has been jaded and faded
we’re getting erased
life ain’t what it seems, it ain’t no f-cking dream
so get a grip upon yo sh-t and make sure yo pipes clean
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