Good afternoon at the tone the 2nd daylight time will be 4:20 eactly
Yourrrr Donnne
(Richter)
You know I got 2 states of mind
Stoned and asleep
1st I hit the sweet leaf and I have nice dreams
When I get up, I wake and bake
Take a piss and shake
my clock stopped at 4:20 what you want me to say
I stayed blazed all day
No matter where I'm creepin
Hot boxin' on your block
And at your spot on the weekend
You see smoke risin'
Oh who could it be?
Its my ryhme and crime partner
D dash L - O - C
(D-loc)
Yea that be me born and raised in the suburbs
Faded off the bud smoke rollin at your nerves
Thanks Johnny Richter for that nice lil hand off
I got some purple kush
Yo, your bring the sand box?
Lets bounce some bud so we can make a lil kiff
Spice up the leaf before we smoke the tree
Everybody in the scene
Know we blow the most cosiure
Thats why they label us the kottonmouth soliders
(chorus)
We got all types
At 4-2-0 yea are clocks is always on there
We turn it down
These anti-hero's are just here to serve you proper
Roll that shit up
So leave those blessins
Right up here up on the altar
Pass it around
At 4-2-0 everybodys burnin ganja
(Richter)
You catch me at the smoke out
Smoked out droppin drinks haven a blast not given a fuck doin my thing
Blow rings throught the crowd
Bein loud and obnoxious
Now the shots I did with Pak
Got me feelin kinda nocuous
But I played it cool and pulled a few snaps
Big fat pack bulls and had a chicken ceasar wrap
Dippin throught the whole place
No where else I'd rather be then smokin weed with my peeps now I pass it to D
(D-loc)
24 - 7 everyday every minute everybody every stoner grab your keep your bud keep your closiure
beer drinkers, pill poppers, acid heads, and freaks
All the creatures In the street herion addicts and geeks
Kottonmouth kings signed a 1 way contract
To see the world and smoke the killer chronic
D-loc said it so dont you froget it
its 4-4-2-0 ?????
(chorus)
We got all types
At 4-2-0 yea are clocks is always on there
We turn it down
These anti-hero's are just here to serve you proper
Roll that shit up
So leave those blessins
Right up here up on the altar
Pass it around
At 4-2-0 everybodys burnin ganja
We got on tight at 4-2-0
we turn it down
roll that shit up
pass it around
so pack it tight
turn up these sounds
this is your right so live it now
(Richter)
Now you might see me on a mission
Searchin for double vision
Now we ain't no mathematitions
More like Stoney Musicians
So I get a lil help from my friends when I need
Hit the bubble fucked over now I'm seenin in 3
(D-loc)
4,5,6, double dash is D
I'm drinkin beer and I'm always smokin weed
Hangin in the streets just doin my thing
Puttin it down for the herb with Kottonmouth kings
(Daddy-X)
All these sounds in daze in a faze for the planet
With bubbles and bills with the kush is orgasmic
I translate my mentals to truly titanic
fanatic lovers for all you bunt feedin adics
The session begins rite up stairs in my attic
We blessin we rollin we token and passin
The next time you see us dont take us for granted
We all gettin lifted just the way that we planed it so
(Refrain)
We got all types
At 4-2-0 yea are clocks is always on there
We turn it down
These anti-hero's are just here to serve you proper
Roll that shit up
So leave those blessins
Right up here up on the altar
Pass it around
At 4-2-0 everybodys burnin ganja
We got all types
At 4-2-0 yea are clocks is always on there
We turn it down
These anti-hero's are just here to serve you proper
Roll that shit up
So leave those blessins
Right up here up on the altar
Pass it around
At 4-2-0 everybodys burnin ganja
At 4-2-0