Each Now who say Dog Boy only come in a reggae fashion?    Hey Mon' say never judge a book by it's cover, turn the page to discover    You got the reggae on one and the punk rock ragamuffin on the other    Richter!       You know it's time to leave my house, so I slid out the door    Had this hole in my pocket so my sack hits the floor    Now this ain't nothing new I've had these jeans for years    Hopped into my bus and started banging the gears    Took it on the redline then I slapped it in two    Reached in-between my seats and I pulled out another brew    But now I'm 5-0-2, it ain't the route for me    So I grab some chicken littles from KFC       I'ma go to Mickey D's, get a burger with some cheese    Discuss these plans how I'm flippin' these keys    Capishe (?), cuz you don't know    I'll give it to my friend, no, we spilt the door    Back in the bus we puffs, kept rollin'    Scoot, Dog Boy, Daddy X is holdin'    There go the potion, look you're frozen    Damn this bud's good!       Here we go again, bump 2000    Forward the plan, forward, the mission    Here we go again, bump 2000       Bump bump, you know how the sound flows    Bump, bump, yo it's like that you know    Bump bump, Babylon beware    We got one microphone for the world to share       (??) on the ears of America    (??) rock the mic by the lyrical hysteria    (??) few selects infiltrates all areas    (??) upon the mic, released upon America       I got a '85 Caddy with the Clarion Amp    With some 10s in the trunk for punks who wanna bump my shit    Bang, rattle your chest and brain    Frame by frame rearrange your shit    Adjust your amps and your shit might hit    Don't quit to the beat, the bass gets deeper    Listen to the tones as they crush your speakers    With the little bitty thump,       Well yup I'm still drunk with the humps in the trunk    You hear the Kottonmouth Kings yellin' out bump bump    I flew through a yellow, then I ran a red    Grabbed a bev saw a cop, hit the clutch and revved    Knew I had to slow down so I smoked a bowl    Picked up D-Loc and told him start to roll    Freeway was packed so I paid the toll    Four joints later my bus was fishbowled       Here we go again, bump 2000    Forward the plan, forward the mission    Here we go again, bump 2000       Bump bump, you know how the sound flows    Bump, bump, yo it's like that you know    Bump bump, Babylon beware    We got one microphone for the world to share       (??) Jamaica island of the songs    And all you ever hear is the bass and drum    I said the (??)    When the rhythm hit, it become anthem    (??) have no car, we take many car, mon    We drive around (??) ragamuffin    (??) trees at the window, now wicked rhythm    Come along for the ride through Jamaican countryside       When it come to music, lord we love it    Any style we can (??)    Bump 2000, lord here we come again    First time around we rock all across the land       How's that sound with the tick and the bump    I puff the skunk while I'm settin' off alarms    EQ my mid so my highs don't twitch    I drop bombs while your sounds blown to shit,    I like to sip on my binger, ice water rips are cleaner    Push the bud down with my finger, then I snapped a load    The bud i got is meaner, felony no misdemeanor    Got a Beamer same as Zingers, with the system full blown       Daddy X, correct, who'd you expect?    The man slinging necks on the bottle connects    What'd you think X is for ecstasy?    Is that why the fuckers standing next to me?    Or is it because I'm a Kottonmouth King,    With pounds and pounds and pounds of Florida keif    Nah no thing, smoke ring coinsure    You'll never find my bong water dirty like the sewer       Here we go again, bump 2000    Forward the plan, forward, the mission    Here we go again, bump 2000       Bump bump, you know how the sound flows    Bump, bump, yo it's like that you know    Bump bump, Babylon beware    We got one microphone for the world to share