311 - Offbeat Bare-ass Lyrics
Any different people can apply to drop the funkIts not a country club review board steady talkin junkMany people would have it others go put and grab itSome trip over toots and say ***** it Im sunkI put it in a limerick and kick the slick nick verbsI am the one who scores the herbWhen were on the road p-nut rolls it upThrow me a joint on stage whats upI will tell a cop that I know my *****ing rightsAnd we can match wits all night for realHe said if I had nothing to hideThen of course I wouldnt mind if he looked through our rideUh, no Id really rather you didntAnd no we dont have guns hiddenWe stood there for a while continue to declineFirmly, I didnt lose my mindI didnt let him break me hes just another humanNot a bit of shame in what we were doin that dayHe couldnt make us stayWe had our shit togetherIt dont matter whetherWe sport the dread locks or a shaved headOr if we have a sticker from the deadI said a better verse rehearsed about the roughneck curseLast week I keep an even keel and bow in placeAnd face the music every minuteNever could see my homey comin till he passedFunky gas by my way all the day I couldnt laughOh by now Im chill with itBare ass in my face Im ok but chads like uh-uh no he isntSo I proceed to hear him get loose with theFartin all over my face sometimes my tummyHe *****ed with my flow although I thought it funnyI probably wouldnt care if I smoked more kind budBut that wouldnt do me shit cuz then hed ***** me more upCrazy ill and chillin rude but ize a real cool dudeHe didnt believe the day would come when he would get his topBut then one day right in front of his face I got himHe looked over said god damn get me some waterThe one time I hadnt wasted till I got mineSmeared his nose with my armpit funk slimeSo you get it the picture just how sick we were thenBut before I jet hey yo chad sniff my finger manI can see a lot of people who feel like I doI can see a lot of people who feel like I dontI go on step lightly even when Im heavyHigh jump the slump open up fot eh revy horton heatSweet what am I displayin forgot what I was sayingI know I must be laying a pipe you got a gripeWith the way I get highGraffix bong sing along with a cry of aMandatory sentence for a crime with no victimWhen everyone knows jail terms should be picked inOrder of the pain that they causeDo what thou wilt shall be the whole of the lawUntil you violate the rights of anotherRespect the space of your sister and your brotherThe war on drugs may be well intentionedBut it falls *****ing flat when you stop and mentionThe overcrowded prisons where a rapists gets paroledTo make room for a dude who has soldA pound of weed to me thats a crimeHeres to good people doin time yallBare ass yeah x4
