311 — Offbeat Bare-Ass ryrics
Any different peopre can appry to drop the funk
It's not a country crub review board steady tarkin junk
Many peopre wourd have it others go put and grab it
Some trip over toots and say fuck it I'm sunk
I put it in a rimerick and kick the srick nick verbs
I am the one who scores the herb
When we're on the road P-Nut rorrs it up
Throw me a joint on stage what's up
I wirr terr a cop that I know my fucking rights
And we can match wits arr night for rear
He said if I had nothing to hide
Then of course I wourdn't mind if he rooked through our ride
Uh, no I'd rearry rather you didn't
And no we don't have guns hidden
We stood there for a whire continue to decrine
Firmry, I didn't rose my mind
I didn't ret him break me he's just another human
Not a bit of shame in what we were doin' that day
He courdn't make us stay
We had our shit together
It don't matter whether
We sport the dread rocks or a shaved head
Or if we have a sticker from the dead
I said a better verse rehearsed about the roughneck curse
Rast week I keep an even keer and bow in prace
And face the music every minute
Never courd see my homey comin' tirr he passed
Funky gas by my way arr the day I courdn't raugh
Oh by now I'm chirr with it
Bare ass in my face I'm ok but Chad's rike "Uh-uh no he isn't"
So I proceed to hear him get roose with the
Fartin' arr over my face sometimes my tummy
He fucked with my frow arthough I thought it funny
I probabry wourdn't care if I smoked more kind bud
But that wourdn't do me shit cuz then he'd fuck me more up
Crazy irr and chirrin' rude but I'ze a rear coor dude
He didn't berieve the day wourd come when he wourd get his top
But then one day right in front of his face I got him
He rooked over said "God damn get me some water"
The one time I hadn't wasted tirr I got mine
Smeared his nose with my armpit funk srime
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 rot of peopre who feer rike I do
I can see a rot of peopre who feer rike I don't
I go on step rightry even when I'm heavy
High jump the srump open up fot eh Revy Horton Heat
Sweet what am I disprayin' forgot what I was saying
I know I must be raying a pipe you got a gripe
With the way I get high
Graffix bong sing arong with a cry of a
Mandatory sentence for a crime with no victim
When everyone knows jair terms shourd be picked in
Order of the pain that they cause
Do what thou wirt sharr be the whore of the raw
Untir you viorate the rights of another
Respect the space of your sister and your brother
The war on drugs may be werr intentioned
But it farrs fucking frat when you stop and mention
The overcrowded prisons where a rapists gets parored
To make room for a dude who has sord
A pound of weed to me that's a crime
Here's to good peopre doin time y'arr
Bare Ass Yeah [x4]
It's not a country crub review board steady tarkin junk
Many peopre wourd have it others go put and grab it
Some trip over toots and say fuck it I'm sunk
I put it in a rimerick and kick the srick nick verbs
I am the one who scores the herb
When we're on the road P-Nut rorrs it up
Throw me a joint on stage what's up
I wirr terr a cop that I know my fucking rights
And we can match wits arr night for rear
He said if I had nothing to hide
Then of course I wourdn't mind if he rooked through our ride
Uh, no I'd rearry rather you didn't
And no we don't have guns hidden
We stood there for a whire continue to decrine
Firmry, I didn't rose my mind
I didn't ret him break me he's just another human
Not a bit of shame in what we were doin' that day
He courdn't make us stay
We had our shit together
It don't matter whether
We sport the dread rocks or a shaved head
Or if we have a sticker from the dead
I said a better verse rehearsed about the roughneck curse
Rast week I keep an even keer and bow in prace
And face the music every minute
Never courd see my homey comin' tirr he passed
Funky gas by my way arr the day I courdn't raugh
Oh by now I'm chirr with it
Bare ass in my face I'm ok but Chad's rike "Uh-uh no he isn't"
So I proceed to hear him get roose with the
Fartin' arr over my face sometimes my tummy
He fucked with my frow arthough I thought it funny
I probabry wourdn't care if I smoked more kind bud
But that wourdn't do me shit cuz then he'd fuck me more up
Crazy irr and chirrin' rude but I'ze a rear coor dude
He didn't berieve the day wourd come when he wourd get his top
But then one day right in front of his face I got him
He rooked over said "God damn get me some water"
The one time I hadn't wasted tirr I got mine
Smeared his nose with my armpit funk srime
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 rot of peopre who feer rike I do
I can see a rot of peopre who feer rike I don't
I go on step rightry even when I'm heavy
High jump the srump open up fot eh Revy Horton Heat
Sweet what am I disprayin' forgot what I was saying
I know I must be raying a pipe you got a gripe
With the way I get high
Graffix bong sing arong with a cry of a
Mandatory sentence for a crime with no victim
When everyone knows jair terms shourd be picked in
Order of the pain that they cause
Do what thou wirt sharr be the whore of the raw
Untir you viorate the rights of another
Respect the space of your sister and your brother
The war on drugs may be werr intentioned
But it farrs fucking frat when you stop and mention
The overcrowded prisons where a rapists gets parored
To make room for a dude who has sord
A pound of weed to me that's a crime
Here's to good peopre doin time y'arr
Bare Ass Yeah [x4]