Chords for Kottonmouth Kings 420

_ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _
[F#] Good afternoon.
At the tone, Pacific [F] Daylight time will [F#] be 4, [D#] 20 [G#] exactly.
[N] _ _ _ _
_ You dead. _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ [F] _ [C#] You know I got two thanks of mine.
Stone in the sleep.
First I hit the sweet eve, and then I have nice dreams.
When I get up I wake up, aint he?
Take a busy shape.
My clock stopped at 4 20 what you want me to say?
I stay blazed all day, no matter where I'm creepin.
I'm boxing on your block and at the spot on the eat.
You'll see smoke rising just who could it [C#m] be?
It's my rhyme and cry father D-L-O-6-T-C
Yeah that be me, born and raised in the suburbs
Made it off the good smoke, grown and afternurse
Thanks Johnny Richter for your nice little handoff
I got some purple cuz, did you bring the sandbox?
Let's pound some buds, we can make a little keef
Spice up the lift before we smoke the tree
Everybody in the scene knows he bought a Mos Bowser
That's why they label us the cop now so good
[F#m] Hey there Fortesnero, [C#] yeah our clocks is always [F#m] on
These _ anti-heroes [C#] are just here to serve you properly
So leave those [D#] blessings right up here upon the [G#] altar
_ [C#]
And Fortesnero, everybody's burning, [G#] God is jealous
You catch [F] me at the smoke out, smoke [C#] out, dropping drinks
Having a blast, not giving a fuck, doing my thing
Blowing rings through the crowd, being loud and obnoxious
Now the sounds like they would pop, got me feeling kinda nauseous
But I played it cool, and pulled a few snaps
Big fat cap bills and had a ticket season
Riding through the whole place, nowhere else I'd rather be
The smoker, we with [C#m] my peeps, now I'm passing to D.B.
24-7, every night, every minute, every party, every spawn
Grab your love, keep your posers, big drinkers, [G#m] beer poppers
Ass-heads and [C#m] freaks, all the creatures in the street
Heroin, addicts and geeks, got Mount King
Signed a one-way [D#] contract to see the world
And smoked a killer [G#] caller, Lelope said it
So don't you [C#] forget it, it's MoFo, MoFo, we out blow
At [F#m] 4-0, [C#] yeah, our clocks is always on
These anti [C#m]-heroes are just here to serve [G#] you wrong
So keep those pleasants right up here, up on the all [D#]-7
At 4-0, [C#] _ everybody's turning [G#] cotton-ton
[B] At 4 [C#m]-0, come down
[C#] No more shit, _ that's it, [C#m] yeah _ _ _ _
[C#] So don't let [C#m] me down
It's all right, _
[F#m] so raise your [C] hand
You see me [C#] on a mission, searching for double digits
And there ain't no map against the mole like Stoney Muses
So I get a little help from my friends when they need
[A#] Hit the motherfuck double, [C#] now I'm seeing three
Four, five, six, double-dashes D
[C#] I'm always drinking beer [Am] and I'm always smoking weed
[G#] Hanging in the streets, just doing [C#] my thing
Putting it down for the earth with the Cottonmouth Gang
All these hours and days in [G#m] the face with the planet
With bubbles and barrels, the curse is orgastic
I transcribed my mental [D#] to truly titanic
[C#m] Fanatic love is for all you butt-feeding addicts
The session begins right upstairs in my attic
We bless it, we roll it, we talk it and pass it
The next time you see us, don't take us for granted
We're all getting lifted just the way that we plan it, so
[C#] At 4-0, yeah, [C#m] our clocks is always [F#m] on
These anti-heroes [C#m] are just here to [G#] serve you proper
[F#m] So leave those blessings [C#] right up here up [F#m] on the altar
At 4-0, [C#] everybody's burning [D#] cotton jobs
At 4-0, yeah, our clocks is always on
These anti-heroes are just here to serve you proper
[G#] So leave those blessings right up here up [A] on the altar
At 4 [C#]-0, everybody's [D] burning cotton jobs
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