Misunderstood-Kottonmouth Kings

歌手 : Kottonmouth Kings

专辑 : Royal Highness

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:21

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TXT Misunderstood-Kottonmouth Kings 文本歌词

I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really cared

F**k the rest, I've failed their test,

I guess life just ain't fair.

A preacher man done told me, said your ways you better change,

But forgive me man, I got a mic in my hand

And it's my time to rock the stage, misunderstood.

One in a million, a million in one

A stoner reeking havoc, but I don't carry a gun

Only a microphones so I can rock the stage,

Don't got a beeper But I got some pages of some d**e a** lyrics

From my imagination

Smoked out the officer on my probation,

Bustin caps in the balls of this generation,

I flip this phat verse with no hesitation,

My bro Mad Dog, the south bay psycho, got the bong and bud,

(?) everlasting cycle, the dates (?) don't get no sweeter,

My boy B-Dub ain't a mother f**ka tweaka,

He's a ganja man, that's the way it goes,

2 turntables always rockin' shows,

Hey Bobby B, how does your bud grow?

Shhh....That's on the down low.

I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really cared

F**k the rest, I've failed their test,

I guess life just ain't fair.

A preacher man done told me, said your ways you better change,

But forgive me man, I got a mic in my hand

And it's my time to rock the stage, misunderstood.

Kottonmouth komittee made of horny devils, psycho rebels,

B**ch turn up the treble,

We wanna be heard 'cuz we speak the truth,

Yo we miss Rob Harris in the DJ booth

And that's the truth, cuz that's the roots,

We miss Rob Harris in the DJ booth.

Yo all I'm sayin' kid is the freedom of speech,

A freedom to blaze, a freedom to reach,

New plateaus are a high away,

2 joints in the morning then I'm A-OK,

I smoke two joints in the morning,

Get the vodka then I mix the OJ, okay.

I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really cared

F**k the rest, I've failed their test,

I guess life just ain't fair.

A preacher man done told me, said your ways you better change,

But forgive me man, I got a mic in my hand

And it's my time to rock the stage, misunderstood.

I'm D-Loc I puff all the smoke,

Never have herbs cuz I'm always broke,

Never had a job, probably never will,

That's right Saint Dog, we kings of the hill.

I'm Saint Dog never find me trippin',

Never gun grippin', always 40 sippin'

Anarchy is the life of me, give me booze, blunts, broads

And I'll tap all three,

I got a German glow with an irie flow

You're red in the face cuz I bucked your hoe,

So what now bro? You know we told ya so,

We got more game that L.A.'s got blow

Yo my boy D-Loc got ears like a monkey,

My boy Saint Dog is a hip-hop drunkie,

DJ Bobby B gots the tracks that are funky,

If you really must know I grow my green bud skunky

I said my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really cared

F**k the rest, I've failed their test,

I guess life just ain't fair.

A preacher man done told me, said your ways you better change,

But forgive me man, I got a mic in my hand

And it's my time to rock the stage, misunderstood.