This is Kona-Gold from the Hawaiian Islands of creation,
  Mass plantation
  With the kottonmouth kings burnin up the nation.
    Don't watch your back cause we're comin through front
  And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
  My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
  We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
  Puffin on a blunt, indo, schwag, or skunk
  Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk
    Shit its a damn good day, got money in the bank,
  Cash in my tank, pays for my dank
  Got a new Paramax, money for the taxes,
  And for the plenty herb the lord I do thank
    Boom, shit, bang, X is the name
  Dirt slang's the game and I bang poontang
  It's the first county all league pimp selection,
  Bobby B's on the mix with the vinyl injection
  I went from sinner to Saint, Saint back to sinner
  Once was a preacher, but I huff paint thinner
  Took your boo home and that bitch made me dinner
  Rolled a couple phillies and I went up in her.
  It's the capital D, the L-O-C
  Can't nobody even fuck with me, hell no
  My style is free, I bangs the P,
  I tagged the circle 'A' for anarchy
    Don't watch your back cause we're comin through the front
  And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
  My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
  We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
  Puffin on a blunt, indo, swag, or skunk
  Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk
    Hot Damn! I'm back in my van.
  Copper pulled me over, asked me what's my plan?
  Been sniffin around like Toucan Sam,
  WHAT? BAM BAM! Now there's bacon on the van
  I said fuck the police I'm an old school skata
  Pull upside the curb, throw up, peace say lata
  Got a dark vibe like that fool Darth Vador,
  Told you mother fuckers I'm an old school skater
    I'm D-Loc so fair is fair, party over here, fuck you over there
  I got a bag of bud smothered in red hair
  Saint Dog started drinking so you better beware
  I got so much bounce you can feel my vibration,
  Easy access for easy penetration
  What's all this talk about a generation? Legalize the plant
  Lets free this nation
    (Buyaka Buyaka?) hemp plantation
  (Buyaka Buyaka?), free this nation
    Don't watch your back cause we're comin through the front
  And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
  My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
  We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
  Puffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
  Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk
    Now the kind I smoke is dipped in Willie Wonka
  Chocolate factory, I take more hits than Tonka
  Light you up like blanca, get u buzzin like a bee
  We're the bong tokin fiends representin' OC
  Oh oh oh shit I'm back up in the mix
  Its D-loc with the grab bag of tricks
  Your bitch is on my dick, your momma is too
  And this is going out to the Kottonmouth krew
    Damn that gets old, wearin' ties that don't fit
  Dirty wife beaters, I should just quit
  But I don't give a shit my rhymes make me legit
  Whores in my hand as I bounce through the pit
  Punk rock and I can't forget cha
  Kottonmouth Kings up in the picture
  Suburban noise, man I thought you knew,
  And if you're down with punk rock, throw your horns up fool
  Yes we're comin through with an oldie brew
  West coast juggalos sayin hoodie hoo
    Don't watch your back cause we're comin through the front
  And when we're on stage we're smokin like a blunt
  My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
  We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
  Puffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
  Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk
    Scratch pow, don't ask me how
  Even if I knew I wouldn't tell you any how
  Take that! Let's fishbowl this bitch
  What's the time? Its time to get lit
  Buyaka buyaka, splif to the clip
  Now the roach is lit, goes right to my lip
  Inhale, hold it real deep
  Orange county horny devils back on the fuckin creep!