Offbeat Bare-A** - 311 Any different people can apply to drop the funk It's not a country club review board steady talkin' junk Many people would have it word others Go out and grab it uh huh Some trip over toots and say f*ck it I'm sunk I put it in a limerick and kick The slick nick verbs hey I am the one who scores the herb When we're on the road p nut rolls it up Throw me a joint on stage what's up I will tell a cop that I know my f*cking rights And we can match wits all night for real He said if I had nothing to hide Then of course I wouldn't mind If he looked through our ride Man no uh I'd really rather you didn't And no we don't have guns hidden
We stood there for a while I continue to decline Firm
I didn't lose my mind I didn't let him break me he's just another human Not a bit of shame in what we were doin' that day
He couldn't make us stay We had our sh*t together It doesn't matter whether We sport the dreadlocks or the shaved head Or if we have a sticker from the dead I said a better verse rehearsed about the roughneck Curse last week I keep an even keel and bow in place And face the music every minute Oh
Never could see my homey comin' 'Till he passed funky gas By my way all the day I couldn't laugh Oh by now I'm chill with it Bare *ss in my face I'm ok but chad's like uh uh no he isn't So I proceed to hear him get loose with the
Fartin' All over my face sometimes my tummy He f*cked with my flow Although I thought it funny I probably wouldn't care If I smoked more kind bud But that wouldn't do me sh*t 'Cause then he'd f*ck me more up Crazy ill and chillin' rude But I'ze a real cool dude He didn't believe the day would come When he would get his too But then one day right in front Of his face I got him He looked over said g*dd*** get me some water The one time I hadn't wasted 'till I got mine smeared His nose with my armpit funk slime So you get it the picture just how sick we were then But before I jet hey yo chad sniff my finger man
Aww sound of it's down
I can see a lot of people who feel like I do I can see a lot of people who feel like I don't I go on step lightly even when I'm heavy High jump the slump open up for the revy horton heat Sweet what am I displayin' Forgot what I was saying I know I must be laying a pipe you got a Gripe with the way I get high Graphics bong sing along With a cry of a mandatory sentence For a crime with no victim When everyone knows jail terms should be picked in Order of the pain that they 'cause you know Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the laws Until you violate the rights of another
Respect the space of your sister and your brother The war on drugs may be well intentioned But it falls f*cking flat when you stop and mention The overcrowded prisons where a rapist gets paroled To make room for a dude who has sold A pound of weed to me that's a crime Here's to good people doin' time y'all
Respect the space of your sister and your brother The war on drugs may be well intentioned But it falls f*cking flat when you stop and mention The overcrowded prisons where a rapist gets paroled To make room for a dude who has sold A pound of weed to
