Strange Daze Songtext / Lyric

A yo Loc, what's up Jonny Richter, I just sold the same frame, I

just changin'

big picture, and I'm gonna sit your ass down right in the front

row to let you

know how we smoke at a kottonmouth kings show-

you know we Do it, did it, do it again, I need at least ten

tokes for my day to

begin, a

big sack of the chronic, cuz you know I'm always on, steady

smokin' out out

the glass, got the plastic going ponic and you get a refund

check i bet you

sell your mama's draws, to keep bouncing like my balls off the

walls

just becuz you want a piece of what I got, plus a sack of my

pot, think you

really gonna get it, thought wrong, I think not!

We fucked up the 420 in the whole rotation - we rollled up on

our homies like

- what you blazin', is this some purple cush, that we got from

riverside, but I

heard it was faking, thinkin' shit this thing barely got me

high!

Chorus:

Everything looks the same- but everything feels so differently-

and I don't

know if it's just all in my head or if I'm losing my sanity- my

smokin', my

drinkin, is foggin my thinkin', that's what they all keep

tellin' me- and

faces-n-places keep changin' erasin' and everything feels so

strange to me

Now we out on the road, differnt city every nite, different hoes

every nite,

different flows every nite,

We stay drunk on Bud-Lite, so fuck the malt liquor we drink beer

by da can, cup,

bottle, or pitcher.

you hear us on stage faded strait buzzed as fuck, you hear us

bumpin down your

block while we in our truck

(do doon doon doon doon)

thats whats up, damn i blew another woofer man its just my luck.



well thats ur luck i hope mines better than that as i tilt down

my hat, twist

off my beer cap,

yea loc's kind of crazy doin 80 in the dirt with his bike in the

back and a

beer in his lap.

Yo i dont feel the hurt when its time i go burzurk 3rd gear

buckled shit didnt

even hurt

well you know i seen the footage and the film dont lie knocked

the wind out his

chest and strait black in his eye



Chorus:

Everything looks the same- but everything feels so differently-

and I don't

know if it's just all in my head or if I'm losing my sanity- my

smokin', my

drinkin, is foggin my thinkin', that's what they all keep

tellin' me- and

faces-n-places keep changin' erasin' and everything feels so

strange to me



im feelin so strange with a distand of pills poppin little tiny

blue things

with no time to kill,

eat the mid-side swift to keep you rollin to the morning take em

wit a chick

you know the nite you might be boning

D-loc, whoaa im feelin kind of dazed and im out of control

you know the big ol fatties on the tylenol 3s and the orange one

i got strait

from over seas,

you know what i do wakin up every day drinkin beers in my bed

wait for a lady

to play,

and i love being on 1 2 3 or 4 looped staring at the ceiling

with my back on

the floor

5 6 im rolled out with my dick, i called this bitch she was a

little as trick

now we not sayin it right but strange is how we livin just goin

through life

havin fun with what were given



Chorus: x2

Everything looks the same- but everything feels so differently-

and I don't

know if it's just all in my head or if I'm losing my sanity- my

smokin', my

drinkin, is foggin my thinkin', that's what they all keep

tellin' me- and

faces-n-places keep changin' erasin' and everything feels so

strange to me