These fly rhymes and high times are brought to you  by Suburban Noize.    Dloc, Saint vicious, DJ Bobby B, Pakelika.  The bakers man. Bake me a cake as fast as you can.  Polish up the crown then watch it shine. The  Kottonmouth kings are on the frontline.    Fly Rhymes, high times suburban noize  gotta be on the frontline. Zig Zags, chronic sacks,tell  the girls they been riding with some big macs.    Gettin, burnt smokin herbs, just an everyday thing in suburbs  Bass high, treble low, nothin but some big west coast jugalos, jugalos.  Now I take 10 steps turn and break out the hoop.  Grip my sack tightly cause I'm about to shoot.  Wind in my ear the I can see  Voices whisper clear, "Smoke another ST."  So I do I fire it up, round 1, round 2, now I'm lifted up  3,4 can I stand and handle 1 more.  I'm in the sky am I knockin on heavens door?  Now I'm loading up the clip and I'm pullin through, I  see the little black hole that says I missed you.  I can feel the expansion in my chest, I let go  I'm stress free there's no worries left.  my mind travels and my eyes gloss, I reminisce  about the days I hung with big hoss. An even though  he's locked down many still knows that  Saint Dog's got love for his big bro.  Going, going gone, that's it just blazed my last sack.  Case to the head so I can see black. So yo,  that's that, pack me another rip so I can lay back and  let my mind start to trip.  (Why me) Dloc, call me stoner of the krew. If you  fuckin with my stash then I'm fuckin with you. Saint  Dog's got my back. "Man I thought ya knew!" Fly  rhymes, high times, suburban noize comin through.    Now MaryJane, she's my girl, nowdays seems like the  bitch rules my world. And everytime our lips meet,  she's got me loungin like a leaf on a bud tree.  You know I like to stay high. I got the old school ride.  77' bug and it's white on the outside. But on the  inside it's full of bitches, and ounce of erb and 17  switches.  Who's that drunk that slurs and spits? "Saint!" Who  gets trashed and likes to talk some shit?"Saint!" Get  me on the skate and I bosut a heelflip, speak with  dirt slang and I just can't quit.  I'm D-LOC-er the late night toker. Royal flush gots  you bluffin like a game of poker. 66 stylee, face goes  smiley, I like to live the life of riley    Now I'm saint dog but ya already know, that sick  fly, still high, dope style flow. When my clock strikes  12 ask me where I'm gonna go, p-town baby suburban  jugalo.    Well, I'm DLOC steady blazin grass, got the phunky  green buds and the transparent glass. If I had you a  20 then my sack you pass. If it comes up short I'm  gonna bust that ass.  saint dog I'm the hog I'm the leader of the krew.  Stunt man hittin hard on the avenue. Or is it all  because I drank too many brws? Porn Star lifestyle  so I say fuck you!  I got 2 skateboards I eat hash and spam. My uncle,  my pops aint buyin me a  I got a girlish girl I call her Tiki doll. I like to get high  and play dunkball I like to get  high aint a punk yall!!    kottonmouth kings's in the house so pack ya bowl & we  aint nothin but some big west coast jugalos!!    Yeah!! kottonmouth kings! Bringing ya more  suburban noize for ya speakers. Ya tweakers! The  pimp daddies, laying the track down, O.C.  underground sound. When ya come to P-Town...  Bye bye... Bye bye.