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Coffee Shop

Kottonmouth Kings

High Society

2000

Thirty-eight strands we through em on the table
Sampled em all one by one I was able
They all taste good, defeated to smoke
Next the two footer, I wanted

gettin' stage fright
On a late flight
With my mother wipin' tears cause we can't talk to one another fuckin'
Put the blade to my skin and I spaz out
Put

I believe the diary was create
For people who didn't have the courage
To speak those thoughts out loud
You know so
In a way they feel it is the same

ma nigga out and I'm thinking does he worth it
Gave her what she wanted now she's gat nothing to offer
Selfish ass bitches wishing that I sold my

or your drug dealer 
Weed or medication
 Don't know what it does but it came from a corporation 
Where giving money back's the world's biggest math equation

gon' give it to the youth?
We really out here sufferin'
They got us by a noose
Damn, if you a king you need
To rise and lead us through
Cause it's more

This for the time my mother said
She didnt have any money
Thoughts in my head like
Does anybody love me
Niggas still grudging
But still aint budging

Yeah
This that pull up on ya mother shit
This that where ya 'lor sister at shit
Matter fact, matter fact
Bring the whole motherfuckin' fam out
This

around
Who I done sinned around
Who I done spinned around
And hit with the dag
I'm sayin yeah okay like I'm bubba
Get downed by foul play
Like a mother

And it's too
Much to comprehend
Like when a mother fears
Of not seeing her children
From school again

Or feeling singled out
Just solely from the
Colors

to where you goin
Malibu, beach, silk shirt, unbuttoned chest is showing
Got my Nobu bill comped, shoutout to Octo
Came a long way from drive bys shots out

zero, but with zero
Return on investment. What does he know?
Doesn't he know that to give and not receive
Is just life, though?

Ayo, I'm just chilling
It

the kindest way
True love was revealed to me
I'm still gliding to my judgement day
And mother nature does appeal to me
Where do we go when evils on the mind
I

niggas settle for cosigns
Fuck a cosign, bitch i quote lines 
That'll hang you out to dry like a fuckin clothes line, shit
Impossible what? don't you know

Excuse me
It's recording?
(Said it's the real)
(Hip hop)
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
Look
Another night, I'm consumed by the rage and the pains
Of a nigga bout

Don't shoot the messenger
I come in piece
Let me tell ya'll a lil story bout grief
Mother turned to nature
Got to know Father Time
Out of my control

the heat
Take my mind I can't help but st st stutter when I speak
Not a side she the type you want your mother n'em to meet
When we covered in the sheets

how to be
Searching through my soul so I can bring these words out of me
Remember that you the one who's in charge of your destiny
Not many people know

I got so much love to show to you
But I don't got to put on a show for you
I said I'm yours and you know it's true
You said you're mine and I know

this..
There's no food left for me..
Sir.. If your Guru wakes up..
Tell him I've gone to town..
to see my mother-in-law's daughter..
Hey. Hey.. hey.. If

Antagonism

Will Oldham

Joya

1997

had been a long time ago
But I had hardened myself and him I do not know
He just stayed soft and never seemed to grow

Just for a moment
Does it

off their yoke.
And since history has a way of washing sins clean,
Especially for old white men if you know what I mean,
I felt a song was in order

doing bad alone
Well that barely helps, 'cause you know my demons like to tag along
When I'm trippin', as if it ever made that much of a difference
This

Like your Granddaddy was
Servant like a caddy does
I've always been bad at love
I'd rather do some ratchet stuff
Now a slight change in the mindset
I'd