Grassroots

Long time did I run down like that
I would have three years ago-today but not now
It's not like that

It's all right to feel good
It's all for nothing to be wrong
The deepest dream that we have
Could be tomorrow's song

Just what did he say stop
1 and 2 and 3
Run up the hill do as you do
I'm going to chill you know you really
Ought to do the same
They wanna bug you
But I won't let them today
It's a sure shot to the bomb drop
Every single
You know you swing
it and you fling it
And you make some shit up but
It's just 123


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I can see it now have to show you how
The funny thing is that we couldn't have it any other way
Still it kills me when we say
All we've been through
All the congs that I've sung for you
We both know I'm gonna lose you

I hate to be alone
There comes a time to reap what you've sewn
All we've been through
All the songs that I've sung for you
We both know I'm gonna lose you

Let's think of all the good times
Instead of wish we could times
So much better that way
This is what I ask for
This is what I deserve
Be careful what you ask for


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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 others go put and grab it
Some trip over toots and say fuck it I'm sunk
I put it in a limerick and kick the slick nick verbs
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 fucking 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
Uh, no I'd really rather you didn't
And no we don't have guns hidden
We stood there for a while continue to decline
Firmly, 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 shit together
It don't matter whether
We sport the dread locks or a 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

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 ass 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 fucked 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 shit cuz then he'd fuck 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 top
But then one day right in front of his face I got him
He looked over said "God damn 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"

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 fot eh 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
Graffix 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
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law
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 fucking flat when you stop and mention
The overcrowded prisons where a rapists 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

Bare Ass Yeah [x4]


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Stranger flowers yet
There will never come a day that will ever regret
The hours days years and the minutes
The joy the pain the sunshine and rain in it
The drives on the coast to nowhere
Nothing to say just sit and stare
There's nothing like the comfort of a silence that's comfortable
Not talking small just skip the bull
Then I find myself in servility
Didn't think that was my ability
I go a yard and a mile to make you smile
But then I'm happy see
I got so many ways to make your gaze elliptical
Got a ways to go future's so
Criptical and I'm glad
Just another many things we've had

It's 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me
The first thing that you see
My eyes open I'm just hopin' you feel the same as me
The day starts carefully
On the sidewalk with the dog
You're right last night I was a hog
Come on I'm sorry
It's 73 degrees
January easily glides

Stranger flowers still
If you're gonna wanna go another day I will
Like this make it a deal
Sealed with a kiss
Sealed with a fell of impermanent bliss
Today my love we shall let the world slide
Turn off the ringer and just glide
For we shall never be youger again than
What do you see

It's 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me
The first thing that you see
My eyes open I'm just hopin' you feel the same as me
The day starts carefully
On the sidewalk with the dog
You're right last night I was a hog
Come on I'm sorry
Holiday on the radio
Billie knows that is the way to go

A place where we both can spend out saved time
Not collecting interest
Maybe the same reason we always find ourselved home bound
I've got to do some homework
The leave response we want to leave Wisconsin
For a new life a new trailer with an antenna and a porch
Of course we'll bring the dog


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The cold funk has you sunk feel the mids pump
Blessed are those who erupt when we turm up
Right now we corrupt
Cons the shades we don in the neon night
We're gonna feed on the mics and blast through a pipe
I gotta feed on the mics and blast through a pipe
I gotta cool capability to toast and ill
Yo my daddy told me, "Hey son you must act chill"
Alien rough
My galaxy is tough
Here comes the bang of a hip-hop thang that we bring and swing
Men from Mars aint ever gonna hang
With dope Buddha's come to the stage we are attackin
Space assassin naked live and never slackin
Come a day on the way enter on S.A.
Amplified form another world far away
I got the pang of a gang and I come from the Southside
Here's the thang that I bring and I promise to come live

While the masses passes upon there fucking asses
And if you don't see get glasses
That is a shot out to the words of Curt Grubb
The motherfucker is not scrub I said the man is the kind
With the one that I call Brine Shrimp
We nover ever do skimp I limp on a stage in a huff
Like magic dragon I puff on the stuff of a Humbolt cone
Then I'm stonded watch out
Smoke the weed that come from Northern California
Don't do no cocaine that come from Columbia
That the thing that mash up your nature
Mash up your body and mash up your culture
Take a tip from the the flipped script of Daddy Freddy
I give complete props to the one that rocks steady
With dexterity and goes on and on and on
And turn out the dope shit like the one that's called
Pawn Shop Press yes it's on what's up
P-Nut change it up


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I flip when I kick it trippin it
So I can check shit not in a daily style
But once in every while so I can
File check file check the files of my brain
Many of meaning manage to come from the insane
And the butcher the baker the fabulous drama maker
A cracker on a truck goin' breaker breaker
Listen to everyone then disregard it
The maningful shit comes back back to where it started
In your cranium surrounded by pot like a geranuim
A capital 2 burns in my mind give me some peace
I looked at her I looked at him and neither one did know
Where the wild thoughts grow check it out

I look to absolutes and there absolutely none
The truth is what you shoot for not one
Nothing brings it all together the journeys never done
I'd sing you Stormy Weather but it's been sung so
Let's have some fun
Three Eleven hass grass roots
Challenge comes and goes and there will be another
I say bring it on
The roots that grow underground are as big as the tree
That you see if not it will fall down
We waste so many moments standing on convention
The only survey is when our heart pays no attention

Move with persistence cover much distance
Knowing no perdition that's my game for instance
Three Eleven true to no tradition
And the Three Eleven crew not dow with convention
But a hundred different people already told what we about
So I make not attempt to try and suss the stupid out
I'd turned into a roughneck that was not my intention
It doesn't even really matter unless I fail to mention that
Peace to all crews that want some peace
First the Mid then the West then we slide through the East
A piece to any crew that want a peice
But peace to all crews that want peace
Check it out


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