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Some information about Face Facts Lyrics Title: Kottonmouth Kings - Face Facts lyrics Artist: Kottonmouth Kings Album: High Society Visitors: 7 visitors have visited Face Facts Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Figured out long time ago Nothing s as it seems don t you know Go underground if you want the scoop Cuz the population s out the loop You know I size up my sacks with a couple extra grams D-Loc got a caddyI got a V-Dub van X Daddy rolled a fattyasked him What s the plan? He took a hitblew out his rip And said Let s plant the land Yeah I smoke some weedjust a little somethin somethin Don t hate me because I got the country buzzin Leave cats shockedyou know the crowd be jumpin On my pride it blows like a chemical combustion My real name s DustinI spit these customs AKA D-LocE-Loc s little cousin Don t be madbe gladtell your dad Cuz I be spittin rhymes you never knew I even had (??) (into the store?)double parked and got a ticket By a midget on a ponyI called him shorty He started twitchinfingers clickin While he s bitchinand I snapped I had a visionI was leading in the useless race I had the pole positionno but kiddin And I didn t make that mess up in your kitchen I was dishin out some sacksand me and Locwell we were fishin I keep wishin that you d ease on up and quit it with your trippin Maybe smoke a bit more weed and stop it with that candy flippin Let s face factschips get stacked Unsystematically our pockets get fat And we kick backpimp caddilacs Smoke off poundsflip dime sacks Think you can out smoke mewell I m calling you a liar Cuz my bowlI set it on fire I m on my couch with my pouch and my fat JB Got ten different types of weedabout a pound of each No leavesthey re clipped clean But the few they hit the bing Then my phone ringsmy boy askin what he need to bring I said some coligreensome kalesome potand some ale And that freak we met last nightI think her name was uh...Michelle Ah what the helljust put out the word Any hottie with the nerveRichter said that he will serve Graduated high school back in 95started writin rhymes Laid lowI m hard to find A kid like meno lessI m kinda fresh Discovered the weedtook a hit and got blessed I m not the bestjust flexed on the next Daddy X plan a textsimply not complexed I ll give it all I gotput the game to a test Keep writin rhymes and forget about the rest Let s face factschips get stacked Unsystematically our pockets get fat And we kick backpimp caddilacs Smoke off poundsflip dime sacks Ooh damnthere he goes again Throwin his cigarettes out the window Blowin fog with logssticky indo You know it comes a dime a dozen Flow like Snooplay it back in the cut and WooI think I ll pass on the brew And smoke my buds with the Kottonmouth Krew The big bad assyou know who WellI really can t tell if there s a difference anymore Goin up or goin downwhere s the elevator door? Got the pimped out suite on the 13th floor Black Flag s in my speakers blarin Gimme some more Nowadays I stay blazeda hundred waysmy brain s crazed Gone like those punk daysI m stackin chips like FritoLays I ve been to that placefast carscheap thrills Funny looking pillsmillion dollar deals Three day orgys in the Hollywood Hillsfor real I don t be speakin no mythsraised on punk rock riffs Smokin spliffs by the cliffs And you and your crew s talking about What if...? s Let s face factschips get stacked Unsystematically our pockets get fat And we kick backpimp caddilacs Smoke off poundsflip dime sacks All this talk of gettin blazedreminds me of reggae Sundays Lazy dread and sweaters bustthe Crenshaw District lord was a must Burnin spliffs to tell (??)hittin little Jamaica s rockin record shops (??) in stock and cravin (egg?) eating stones(??) All this talk of gettin blazedreminds me of punk rock ways Babylon could never rock our boatall I need (??) That s what s really goin onlife s too short to be a victim If you don t like what you gotrespond When time has come to make a movedown to you to come up and prove It s time to make a changeso chose Let s face factschips get stacked Unsystematically our pockets get fat And we kick backpimp caddilacs Smoke off poundsflip dime sacks Ganja business controls America Hottest songs from Kottonmouth Kings : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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