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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