Shouts Going Out

(álbum: Hidden Stash - 1999)

This shout goes out to the most high,
DJ Rob Harris
Shouts going out to the next plane of reality
I know you can hear it
I know you can feel it

I'm alone, so I'm a loner
Smoke weed, so I'm a stoner
Got that ill sick vibe
That make you say bye bye bye boner
Let my pants hang, cuz it ain't no thang
I'm taggin P-Town Loc, while I'm puffing Mary Jane

At the level C, sat out there smoking dubs
Saint Dog hanging deep with those rude boy thugs
On the m-i-c ripping shit for the ill love
So pass me the J, so i can get lit
Hit.. like a daily occupation
Hit.. let's form a rotation
Hit.. now breathe it in and pass it to the left
Hit.. Kottonmouth is the Best

Shouts going out to the city where i venture
It's the city of Placentia
Living your life ain't never been better
Kottonmouth gonna send ya to another orbit or another plain
Living lifestyles, blazing on the Mary Jane
Kottonmouth gonna send ya.. right back where you venture

Now green boards
Blue sky
Stress free
No try
Green bud
D dub's call it O.C. life
Family barbecues, enjoying Sunday afternoons
Hippies in the parks all tripping off shrooms
No drive bys its all about drive-ins
Hitting skins in the back of a Mercedes Benz
And you can rest assured that the herbs always pure
And the brews that we drink are for sure to make you slur
Pacific Co., Dragon Stout, Newcastle Brown Ale
Dark beer Daddy brews in the pound
O.C. is the place that we're talking about
So O.C. is the place where the shouts go out

Shouts going out to the city where i venture
It's the city of Placentia
Living your life ain't never been better
Kottonmouth gonna send ya to another orbit or another plane
Kottonmouth ballers blazing on the Mary Jane
Kottonmouth gonna send ya
Right back to Placentia

Now the shots be getting shot from the left to the right
Kottonmouth gonna take you on a flight
Now getting you up with that dub that we smoke late night
I'll be blazing on that pipe so i can bust on the mic
Smoking cloves, busting blows where i go
Saint Dog with that flow coming out of my soul
Got that psychadelic flow with that punk rock stroll
Got the spikes in my hair, I let my pants hang low
Dog Boy, Humble Gods got my back no doubt
So to the city where you venture shows go out

Shouts going out to the city where you venture
Any city that ya been ta
Living your life ain't never been better
Kottonmouth gonna send ya to another orbit or another plane
Living lifestyles blazing on the Mary Jane
Kottonmouth gonna send ya
Right back to Placentia
Anywhere that you venture
Right back to Placentia

O.C., but its that Riverside in me