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Built To Last

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Time keeps on slippin through that hour glass-I-I need to rip another vapor

blast- Why do all these people keep on talkin trash- Kottonmouth was built to

last- you know that we was built to last



The Adventures of shaky bonez the intruder

AKA D-Loc Mr. Ginseu Master

The Budda Blasta it's all-good

Operatin in my green room

Cutting up my words.

You betta make way

I've been know to blow the spot

Mr. Ginseu Master

And Bobby Suenam

We form like volton connected by the feet

So theirs room to reach

When we transform the beat

With the ill techniques

Needles stick like gum

Bobby on the two and shaky on the one

Here comes the suenamie brothas

Duck fuck run grab your shields and

Putten up this ain't for fun

Table combat son

You betta blow the spot

When I penetrate it's deep

You know I smoke my pot

Everyday I stay ripped

They call me D-Loc the C

Don't Eva get it twisted

Naw! Mean.





Time keeps on slippin through that hour glass-I-I need to rip another vapor

blast- Why do all these people keep on talkin trash- Kottonmouth was built to

last- you know that we was built to last



And you know this

I got so Herb in my pocket

A caddie an a truck

A phat chain wallet

A dirt bike, mini bike and a go-cart

A skateboard shoot gun and a snowboard

My wake because winter just passed

Summer comin up

River runs with the hash

Me and all my dogs

Drinken beers token buds

Yorkin on are trucks

Right under the sun

And when the water cold

We sit and get stoned

Hollerin at the hunny's

Talkin shit from crow's boat

And if you don't know

I don't really fuckin care

Like listen to a drunk

When he's yappin in my ear

Talken this tale that

Your not make no sense

Like smoken crack by a fence

Or bud when it's dense

Don't run get it twisted

I'm a tell you again

The call me L-O-C

Sucka see ya! Say.



Time keeps on slippin through that hour glass-I-I need to rip another vapor

blast- Why do all these people keep on talkin trash- Kottonmouth was built to

last- you know that we was built to last



I be the kid with my pants

Straight sagged to my knees

Got my vans on my feet

Smoke a once a week

Written rhymes to beats

Intertwining with timing

Rhyming patters are scatteren

I'm as high as the heavens

Farmer are caddle

Eaten valiums and tatilen

On the side of a mountain choppin trees down or cabins

On the search for medalians

While they thinking their stallions

I about to burn like dragons

How could you imagin

Back in the day I was a pest in the classroom

With a attitude bablin

On the desk I was taggen

While the teacher was talking

Hald the time I was nappin

Sides the fact I was slacken

Didn't care if I was passin

Relaxin and laughing

Stealing pencils and graphing

Children for magazine

Memories of causalities

People now gather me I'm the D-L-O-C

And I'll I do is smoke weed.



Time keeps on slippin through that hour glass-I-I need to rip another vapor

blast- Why do all these people keep on talkin trash- Kottonmouth was built to

last- you know that we was built to last




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