Face Facts
Figured out long time ago
Nothings as it seems dont you know
Go underground if you want the scoop
Cuz the populations out the loop
You know I size up my sacks with a couple extra grams
D-loc got a caddy, I got a v-dub van,
X daddy rolled a fatty, asked him whats the plan?
He took a hit, blew out his rip
And said, lets plant the land
Yeah I smoke some weed, just a little somethin somethin
Dont hate me because I got the country buzzin
Leave cats shocked, you know the crowd be jumpin
On my pride it blows like a chemical combustion
My real names dustin, I spit these customs
Aka d-loc, e-locs little cousin
Dont be mad, be glad, tell 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 pony, I called him shorty
He started twitchin, fingers clickin
While hes bitchin, and I snapped
I had a vision, I was leading in the useless race
I had the pole position, no but kiddin
And I didnt make that mess up in your kitchen
I was dishin out some sacks, and me and loc, well we were fishin
I keep wishin that youd ease on up and quit it with your trippin
Maybe smoke a bit more weed and stop it with that candy flippin
Lets face facts, chips get stacked
Unsystematically our pockets get fat
And we kick back, pimp caddilacs
Smoke off pounds, flip dime sacks
Think you can out smoke me, well Im calling you a liar
Cuz my bowl, I set it on fire
Im on my couch with my pouch and my fat jb
Got ten different types of weed, about a pound of each
No leaves, theyre clipped clean
But the few they hit the bing
Then my phone rings, my boy askin what he need to bring
I said some coligreen, some kale, some pot, and some ale
And that freak we met last night, I think her name was uh...michelle
Ah what the hell, just put out the word
Any hottie with the nerve, richter said that he will serve
Graduated high school back in 95,started writin rhymes
Laid low, Im hard to find
A kid like me, no less, Im kinda fresh
Discovered the weed, took a hit and got blessed
Im not the best, just flexed on the next
Daddy x plan a text, simply not complexed
Ill give it all I got, put the game to a test
Keep writin rhymes and forget about the rest
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song performed by Kottonmouth Kings
Added by Lucian Velea
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