Kings Kottonmouth Life Aint What It Seems lyrics

Life ain`t what it seems
It aint no fucking dream
So get a grip up on your shit and make sure your pipe`s clean

When I drink booze put a crown on my royal
Kottonmouth Kings make a pipe out of foil
Put a grip to my lip, dip it in honey oil
Smoke it to the butt put it out in the soil
Damn Saint Dog, I`m outta weed again, `I feel ya`
Pockets lookin` thin ain`t got a dime to spend
Big Hoss up in the pen, and yes he`s doing 10, `Fuck the system!`
I smoke a cigarette and try to comprehend
Judicial system got me wishing I was president
I got a grudge against the judgment that`s irrelevant
I write a rhyme to attract and show intelligence
Shit, every other night I`m getting hella bent
I roll my skate to relate to this society
No money in my pockets cause they lied to me, `lied to me too`
No papers to my name, ya see my bong broke, `bong broke`
I guess that`s why they call me crazy D-Loc

Life ain`t what it seems
It ain`t no fucking dream
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean

When I grow buds I put keefe on my soil
Put the green in the bing then I make my water boil
Alcohol and rice roll nice with the coil
Evian in my bong so my water don`t spoil
Damn Loc-Dog I`m outta drink again, `I feel ya!`
Buds lookin` slim, I need a Heineken, `A Heineken`
My bro`s locked down doin 9 or 10, `Fuck that!`
Step back, I`m bout to crack, can you comprehend?

Placentia City got me witty on this way of life
I blast a duck, what the fuck, skin it with my knife
There`s a zone in my dome called the twilight
I`m down for my krown each and every night
Yo I keep my tolerance stay inside my flow
Make ya say damn bro I got to go to a show
Life ain`t what it seems, it ain`t a dream and I ain`t playing
But I`m Saint Vicious and Daddy X is paying

Life ain`t what it seems
It ain`t no fucking dream
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean

Now when a read a mag put a grand on my royal
Government lies yo they make my water boil
R.I.P. to my peeps 6 feet in the soil
Riverside hometown represent, stay loyal

No money for a skate no change for the tax
Went surfin` with no keefe but forgot the sex wax
Have a purple friend to help me to relax
And one foot glass called the paramax
Now afternoon to you is my morning
I wake up hit the roach and then I`m snoring
Outta bed around 3 take 7 BT`s
Like DJ Rob Harris kid I`m soarin`
I pertains an ill congested vibe
Makes ladies strive for my bozak
Addicted like prozac
You know that I track `em like Lojak
I`m slicker and quicker, I`ll stick ya like Kojak
I`m alone up in this rhyme that I`ve created
This rhyme that I`ve inflated, won`t trade it so gimme my space
Government controls so they hate it
Our life, it has been jaded and faded
We`re getting erased

Life ain`t what it seems
It ain`t no fucking dream
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean
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