Текст песни Slipknot What's Wrong

[D-Loc]
Let me tell you story about. How some good
old boys do it
[Intro]
Pack your bowl
Lets get stoned.
As we head on down the road. (As we head on
down the road.)
[Richter]
Now please come and take a journey throuhg
life.
The experience from what its like for 13 weeks.
On a butt loungin in my bottom bucks yeah.
With my pillow from home im catching and
rollin Z's.
Countin sheep while im sleeping in my satin
sheets.
Its a long way from X in a double feak.
I spend my day walking up and down invisible
streets.
Smoking weed with the kings its a hella good
thing.
[Daddy x]
I spent a lifeitme on the open highway. A tough
choice but I got to do it my way.
My voice is gone home so far away I know they
are for another 8 days.
Im passed exhaustion I havent slept for a
week. My girls trippin and we
gettin searched by the heat.
On top of that my merks guy rips this blind
worst part I thought I was
a pack of mine.
[Chorus]
Pack your bowls pack your bowls. Pack your
bowls pack your bowls.
As we head on down this winding road. (As we
head on down the road).
Pack your bowl lets get stoned. (Ah lets get
stoned lets get stoned.)
As we head on down the road. (As we head on
down the road.)
[D-Loc]
Yeah you know im always getting stoned.
Waking up everyday in
the morning rollin bongs.
Big ones always keepin it hot ya know the type
to smoke out
like some gun shots.
Put your brain in a slipknot lifes slipknot have
you stanidng on
a rooftop rooftop rooftop.
A foot in the gas lean back while im mashing
why its up throw em
up roll em up things I last.
[Richter]
Ha ha ha my lifes kinda funny man. Been
everywhere smoke can
out from michigan.
I heads spinning yo I think I need a cat scan.
We smoking so
much weed on the cap-i-tan.
Richters mind the can with a bud light in cans
im getting loose
when I roll with my band.
And when im with my friend we getting out of
hand, im on the wrong
way flicking us we never back again.
[Chorus]
[D-Loc & Richter x2]
We smoke up indo out the window.
Show at the show we go out for broke.
Rips like candle smoke like candle.
Toke after toke we roll down the road yo.
[Daddy X]
Back on the road we write in the thick of things.
Dippin, Dodging, riding through different
scenes.
Different counties, cities, and districts
somebody call a doctor
this crew is so sick!
We the king klick cannabis monsters chewing
up lobsters how the
hellik they caught us.
And they oughta X to got frota pickin on
coranas sippin on coladas.
[Chorus x2]

Текст добавил Сергей Данилов 21.3.2016 21:35

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