Bong Tokin' Alcoholics

My mission the commission of the dishin out for facts

Cuz when I'm dimin' my rhymin never slacks never lacks

So get back to the basics and face it

The American dream ain't what it seems

With lies they've laced it Can't you taste it

See they baste it in an imitation butter

We've ate it and realized it's not nature to mother

Generic like no other man **** big brotha

The Kottonmouth King klick

Are you blind or somethin

Are you blind to the facts

You think that this system

That this society sees any

Other color other than green

Well it's all slave-driven

The illusion of ownership in America

Property is theft that's how we livin'

The bong tokin' alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

Gettin bent every night is the thing we do

Wakin' up every day in the afternoon

I crawl out the bed on the way to the shower

Gotta hurry up I got a date in an hour

Call my boy X on the shower phone

'What's up Saint Man I'm stoned alone

By the way I got the freaks on point

Call up the krew hook it up Lata '

I hung up with X and gave my boys a holla

D-loc picked up said 'What's up balla '

Just droppin a dime and time about this party

There'll be a lotta beer and some naughty hotties

I'll call Bobby let him know the plan

And we'll bounce through in the nitrate van

We'll take a road trip 40-sip on the way

Oh yeah X commin' through

With some freaks from the Bay

Bong tokin alcoholics

The Kottonmouth tilt is what we call it

The bong tokin alcoholics

Step back I'm bout to crack

Legalize it

The bong tokin alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

We drank up a fifth and sparked a bowl

Humble Gods on the radio bumpin' real low

I reach into the back and pull out the 64

I took it to the head like a motha****in' pro

Yo that drink got me on tilt

Ya better sit down cuz you about to spill

Now we approach up on the corner of the house party

I'm down I'm told

Conversation with the krew

I thought you knew to pass the brew

Tasted kinda freaked Saint your a** is through

Break out the beer bong man I wanna get faded

Cuz drinkin' out the bottle is just so overrated

We got the 22 we're fillin' up on Mickeys

Now what's up you drunk *****

You spillin' on my ****ies

Well boost up the bass go easy on the treble

And let 'em all know that we some psycho rebels

With our pants saggin' skates in our hand

With our pants saggin' skates in our hand

With our pants saggin' skates in our hand

Now we're rollin' 3 deep

And we don't give a damn

Bong tokin alcoholics

The Kottonmouth tilt is what we call it

The bong tokin alcoholics

Step back I'm bout to crack

Legalize it

The bong tokin alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

I got the blunts and I got the beer

Daddy X hits skins in the rear view mirror

We walked up to the spot the keg's our destination

Cuz runnin' local parties is a nightly occupation

I went to get a beer felt a finger in my back

'Hey I like your shirt' yeah I see it is quite phat

But no time to mack cuz Saint's drunk as hell

He was standin' on the table and he started to yell

'All the freaks up in the party

Move around and shake your body

And if you're down with the boys of P-Town

Lemme see somebody get naughty

Is the west coast in the house

Then pick it up pick it up pick it up

Well get naughty they did

And these girls start to strip

Started freakin' on my ****

And her boyfriend tried to trip

I said 'You talk **** punk

Let's step outside'

He put his fists up I put em on his eye

He got a left to the cheek

Skateboard to the dome

I busted out the and took his girlie home

Bong tokin alcoholics

The Kottonmouth tilt is what we call it

The bong tokin alcoholics

Step back I'm bout to crack

Legalize it

The bong tokin alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

The bong tokin' alcoholics

Bong Tokin' Alcoholics - Kottonmouth Kings