"421" lyrics
I blow smoke like an exhaust pipe
Devil red eyes saying shit you don't like
Playing back thick smoke, windows real tight
Interfacing outer spacing on a beam of light
Uh-huh, got designer weed with that high price
Couple dips of your lid make you feel nice
Couch lock, Han Solo in the carbonite
And need a monster and some cold air to come to life
Pit stop or a piss stop by the state goons smelling loud
Around the hiccup
We just playing tunes passing through on the way to rock shows
For the lows in a city near you
On Jamie Madrox
M-O-N-O, that's my brother lieutenant
And we always wearing paint, ain't no need to be offended
We just looking for some snacks and drinks
But don't nobody really give a fuck what you think
This is every day we be blasting like every night
Liquor in your cup, a little smoke to get you right
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
Everywhere we go, we be turning up like the jam
Popping just like a party, hard for some to understand
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
They be telling me that I'm smelling like hella weed. Like
They don't understand that the weed is all that I need
Right now my brain is telling me something I need to feed
So I'm about to roll up and blow it out in the breeze
I just wanna smoke with the homies, so name you please
Can you get up off our doja and close the door when you leave
Feeling like a hundred and fifty million degrees of separation in
Between what I'm smoking and what you bring
You got an ounce of some junk, I got a pound of funk under the speaker box in my trunk
Smelling like a ride with a skunk
I'ma roll it all up in a blunt
And we gonna get to see what's what
This shit is live like resin, always there with a backing
Meeting me down in hell and making it feel like heaven
Soulfully resurrecting my spirit like an injector
Connecting my mind and body and oh yeah
Did I mention
This is every day we be blasting like every night
Liquor in your cup, a little smoke to get you right
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
Everywhere we go, we be turning up like the jam
Popping just like a party, hard for some to understand
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
Everywhere we go, we be turning
Up like the jam
Can we get down, get down
Liquor in your cup, a little smoke to get you right
Can we get down, get down
Everywhere we go, we be turning up like
The jam
Can we get down, get down
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
This is every day we be blasting like every night
Liquor in your cup, a little smoke to get you right
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
Everywhere we go, we be turning up like the jam
Popping just like a party, hard for some to understand
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
Devil red eyes saying shit you don't like
Playing back thick smoke, windows real tight
Interfacing outer spacing on a beam of light
Uh-huh, got designer weed with that high price
Couple dips of your lid make you feel nice
Couch lock, Han Solo in the carbonite
And need a monster and some cold air to come to life
Pit stop or a piss stop by the state goons smelling loud
Around the hiccup
We just playing tunes passing through on the way to rock shows
For the lows in a city near you
On Jamie Madrox
M-O-N-O, that's my brother lieutenant
And we always wearing paint, ain't no need to be offended
We just looking for some snacks and drinks
But don't nobody really give a fuck what you think
This is every day we be blasting like every night
Liquor in your cup, a little smoke to get you right
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
Everywhere we go, we be turning up like the jam
Popping just like a party, hard for some to understand
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
They be telling me that I'm smelling like hella weed. Like
They don't understand that the weed is all that I need
Right now my brain is telling me something I need to feed
So I'm about to roll up and blow it out in the breeze
I just wanna smoke with the homies, so name you please
Can you get up off our doja and close the door when you leave
Feeling like a hundred and fifty million degrees of separation in
Between what I'm smoking and what you bring
You got an ounce of some junk, I got a pound of funk under the speaker box in my trunk
Smelling like a ride with a skunk
I'ma roll it all up in a blunt
And we gonna get to see what's what
This shit is live like resin, always there with a backing
Meeting me down in hell and making it feel like heaven
Soulfully resurrecting my spirit like an injector
Connecting my mind and body and oh yeah
Did I mention
This is every day we be blasting like every night
Liquor in your cup, a little smoke to get you right
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
Everywhere we go, we be turning up like the jam
Popping just like a party, hard for some to understand
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
Everywhere we go, we be turning
Up like the jam
Can we get down, get down
Liquor in your cup, a little smoke to get you right
Can we get down, get down
Everywhere we go, we be turning up like
The jam
Can we get down, get down
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
This is every day we be blasting like every night
Liquor in your cup, a little smoke to get you right
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
Everywhere we go, we be turning up like the jam
Popping just like a party, hard for some to understand
We don't give a fuck if it's a party how we like
And we get down, get down
