Paid Vacation

We put some of the illist from the West Coast into circulation You got swept under the world 'cuz we is caucation Had you even second guessin' off of hip-hop occupation We don't give a fuck 'bout MTV or your local radio station Kottonmouth kings serves the under ground nation [Johnny Richter] Ohh now I'm back in the scene Still same car, same zip code, didn't move too far Same o' friends, same o' story, drink, throw up, and puke and rally Same o' plant, I still got Ed Quit smoking bowls now I get head instead Same o' bed, but I got new sheets Cause the ass I hit now, yo, you wouldn't believe Still smokin' pot still dodgin' cops Two things in my life that are never goin' to stop Still drivin' hot, bustin' same o' trick 50/50 on the lip, kick flip off the hip Same o' jokes, poppin' same size toke Still hit the river in the same dope boat Still no coke and smoke an ounce a day And any J in a rotation is done [Hook] Our whole life is a paid vacation You prolly won't hear us on your radio station 'cuz beats like these from the underground nation Joints keep blazin' crops be rotatin' Our whole life is a paid vacation You prolly won't hear us on your radio station 'cuz beats like these from the underground nation Joints keep blazin', rotatin' forever circulatin' on our quest to be free [D-Loc] God damn I got some warn out shit The same o' pants and the dirty ass lint My worn out socks and my worn out shoes Still got the same o' sweaters I never even use I got a worn out couch in the middle of my house It's all fuckin' faded 'cuz I always pass out My bike still rolls you know the p-k's a ripper My skates getting' old but I got some new stickers Vestax my mixer The fade is leakin' over Open another bottle and puff another big dossier My life folds up I just got burnt by some candles I misplaced my record and I smoked all my camels The people in my kitchen got the shit up in a glass And the presser from the faucet filled the water don't blast I'm gunna lose it my shits going south on me I'm done damn {*echoes*} I need some money [Hook] Our whole life is a paid vacation You prolly won't hear us on your radio station 'cuz beats like these from the underground nation Joints keep blazin' cop is rotatin' Our whole life is a paid vacation You prolly won't hear us on your radio station 'cuz beats like these from the underground nation Joints keep blazin', rotatin' [D-Loc] Same o' ex and punk rock veins (fuck off) Same bounced checks signed different names Same o' sheets got the crusty cum stains (eww) Same dirty thoughts I got a dick for brains (daddy) Same o' story same o' routine Same ear fuck same o' bafiend Same o' player same o' ass ways Same o' number back from my club days Same o' same o' we got some new shit I just bought a truck and I got a new crib While you got a new crib, I just purchased a pound About to chop it all up and about to swing it around my town [Johnny Richter] Well I'ma need about 40 and drop my price to the ground (whoooaaaa) It ain't as serious as it sounds (whooaaaa) To the people who laid the foundation Bob Marley, Cypress Hill, Detroit and Total Devestation [Hook] Our whole life is a paid vacation You prolly won't hear us on your radio station 'cuz beats like these is from the underground nation Joints keep blazin' cop is rotatin' Our whole life is a paid vacation You prolly won't hear us on your radio station 'cuz beats like these is from the underground nation Joints keep blazin', rotatin' forever circulatin' on our quest to be free (daddy, daddy, daddy) {*fade in a child's voice until end*}