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Kottonmouth Kings - Spies lyrics
Sick and tired, the way they walk Sick and tired, the way they talk Sick and tired, the things they say Sick and tired, where's my J? Sick and tired, same old song Sick and tired, where's my bong? Sick and tired, anarchy! Spies are all around me, Spies in every county Spies, my head's are bounty Snipers in the air The neighborhood watch is after us. The neighborhood watch don't like Richter's bus The neighborhood watch is what they say, But when I see them walkin towards me, I light another... Generation X is the title they use When I skate down MacKenzie Avenue. Everybody that I see is lookin at me like a vandal Maybe cause I'm (wheelin?) in some Dickies and some sandals Man, I know what you mean when you talk about the neighborhood The old folks always sayin that we ain't no good Talkin to my pops about my music Sayin we should keep it down and not abuse it Man, I don't sweat those old ass bastards. I just sit on the curb and with my herb and get plastered They work all day long, they seem so bored I think their ass should reside in the county morgue They're postin up signs, man I think they should chill Talkin if I don't call the cops then my neighbor will Cause from city to city it's all the same. The neighborhood watch is a big ass gang Sick and tired the way they walk, Sick and tired the way they talk Sick and tired the things they say, sick and tired. Where's my J? Sick and tired, same old song, sick and tired where's my bong? Sick and tired, anarchy! Spies are all around me, Spies in every county Spies, my head's are bounty Snipers in the air The neighborhood watch is after us. The neighborhood watch don't like Richter's bus The neighborhood watch is what they say, But when I think they're walkin towards me, I light another... Every night when the street lights came on We used to gather round, take rips from that bong. Cause John Wayne Country, republican block A bunch of overweight housewives that wanna be cops. Cook and clean, the life of slave Take Kottonmouth's advice and call Jenny Craig It's not in my control, when we were in school Wanna see us livin life like the golden rule Peepin out the window, folks always looking Minding my business when they should be cooking Bored is how their life must be, Wait till there's a real crime on our street That's when, yeah they'll all run and hide Leaving Kottonmouth behind to take the neighborhood pride When the criminals are lying dead in the streets Kottonmouth's returning all the stolen TVs Yeah but that's all right, it's all good Now you know who's watchin this neighborhood Cause from city to city it's all the same The neighborhood watch is a bitch ass gang Sick and tired, the way they walk Sick and tired, the way they talk Sick and tired, the things they say Sick and tired, where's my J? Sick and tired, same old song Sick and tired, where's my bong? Sick and tired, anarchy! Spies are all around me, Spies in every county Spies, my head's are bounty Snipers in the air The neighborhood watch is after us. The neighborhood watch don't likeRichter's bus. The neighborhood watch is what they say, But when I see them walkin towards me, I light another... |
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