Each Now who say Dog Boy only come in a reggae fashion? Hey Mon' say never judge a book by it's cover, turn the page to discover You got the reggae on one and the punk rock ragamuffin on the other Richter!
You know it's time to leave my house, so I slid out the door Had this hole in my pocket so my sack hits the floor Now this ain't nothing new I've had these jeans for years Hopped into my bus and started banging the gears Took it on the redline then I slapped it in two Reached in-between my seats and I pulled out another brew But now I'm 5-0-2, it ain't the route for me So I grab some chicken littles from KFC
I'ma go to Mickey D's, get a burger with some cheese Discuss these plans how I'm flippin' these keys Capishe (?), cuz you don't know I'll give it to my friend, no, we spilt the door Back in the bus we puffs, kept rollin' Scoot, Dog Boy, Daddy X is holdin' There go the potion, look you're frozen Damn this bud's good!
Here we go again, bump 2000 Forward the plan, forward, the mission Here we go again, bump 2000
Bump bump, you know how the sound flows Bump, bump, yo it's like that you know Bump bump, Babylon beware We got one microphone for the world to share
(??) on the ears of America (??) rock the mic by the lyrical hysteria (??) few selects infiltrates all areas (??) upon the mic, released upon America
I got a '85 Caddy with the Clarion Amp With some 10s in the trunk for punks who wanna bump my shit Bang, rattle your chest and brain Frame by frame rearrange your shit Adjust your amps and your shit might hit Don't quit to the beat, the bass gets deeper Listen to the tones as they crush your speakers With the little bitty thump,
Well yup I'm still drunk with the humps in the trunk You hear the Kottonmouth Kings yellin' out bump bump I flew through a yellow, then I ran a red Grabbed a bev saw a cop, hit the clutch and revved Knew I had to slow down so I smoked a bowl Picked up D-Loc and told him start to roll Freeway was packed so I paid the toll Four joints later my bus was fishbowled
Here we go again, bump 2000 Forward the plan, forward the mission Here we go again, bump 2000
Bump bump, you know how the sound flows Bump, bump, yo it's like that you know Bump bump, Babylon beware We got one microphone for the world to share
(??) Jamaica island of the songs And all you ever hear is the bass and drum I said the (??) When the rhythm hit, it become anthem (??) have no car, we take many car, mon We drive around (??) ragamuffin (??) trees at the window, now wicked rhythm Come along for the ride through Jamaican countryside
When it come to music, lord we love it Any style we can (??) Bump 2000, lord here we come again First time around we rock all across the land
How's that sound with the tick and the bump I puff the skunk while I'm settin' off alarms EQ my mid so my highs don't twitch I drop bombs while your sounds blown to shit, I like to sip on my binger, ice water rips are cleaner Push the bud down with my finger, then I snapped a load The bud i got is meaner, felony no misdemeanor Got a Beamer same as Zingers, with the system full blown
Daddy X, correct, who'd you expect? The man slinging necks on the bottle connects What'd you think X is for ecstasy? Is that why the fuckers standing next to me? Or is it because I'm a Kottonmouth King, With pounds and pounds and pounds of Florida keif Nah no thing, smoke ring coinsure You'll never find my bong water dirty like the sewer
Here we go again, bump 2000 Forward the plan, forward, the mission Here we go again, bump 2000
Bump bump, you know how the sound flows Bump, bump, yo it's like that you know Bump bump, Babylon beware We got one microphone for the world to shareTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
