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Kottonmouth Kings

Dirt Skate

 

Dirt Skate


I'm just gonna spit this shit from the top dog
All my OG kings and queens

Dirt Slang

I gots the light if you gots the time
I gots the joint if you gots the rhyme
I gots the ink if you gots the papers
I gots the flow if you'll catch the vapors

Crazy man

Suburban Ebonics coming out my mouth
Take a lesson bitch boy I got Kottonmouth
But your square nerdy asses won't understand
Break em off a fat ass piece man
Dirt slang, it starts like this yo
Play dunk ball with the homies and we eats pink tacos
714 Bustin up yo ass
Suburban white bonics they don't teach in class
It's the psychedelic hip hop punk rock shit
Let me tell you mother fuckers who you're fucking with

Yo I'm D-Loc I puff all the smoke
I never have herbs cause I'm always broke
I never had a job probably never will
That's right Saint Dog we the kings of the hill
Got you puzzled like the wrinkles on my scrotum sac
Got a gang a gear I keep my kicks on a rack
From Airwalks to Bocks to Docs to Birkenstocks
Top it all off with some old school socks
No wonder why your old lady rides my jock
I got her tied up like a boat to a dock
Emergency emergency 911
Kottonmouth's on the mic so you bitches better run

No one out there can fuck with me

It's me and my skate
This world of hate and confusion
I shred all day to create an illusion
Or a fantasy yeah that's what you call it
Get paid to skate and be a bong tokin alcoholic
Dreams came true so I grip the mic tightly
And when I'm rocking the stage my skates beside me
After the show you'll catch skating in the parking lot
Bustin grinds heel flips my board is all I got
To escape the realness of reality
I smoke a joint so I can cope with this insanity
They say sobriety's the answer to society
I say its anarchy but they ain't understanding me
I say it twice but they just can't relate
I guess its fate, my boards my mate
It's just it's just me and my skate

RIP Saint

I gots the light if you gots the time
I gots the joint if you gots the rhyme
I gots the ink if you gots the papers
I gots the flow if you'll catch the vapors

Dirt slang

RIP Saint

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